The first week of my wife and children being back, I was concerned I would have been lulled into the ease of them not being around and their return would cause me frustration with the extra work. I was bracing myself for being guarded against anything like that creeping up, but it did not. After my wife graciously accepted my gift of submission over two years ago, I was too fearful of living a life of frustration when confronted with so many menial chores. That never happened and in fact, my being relegated to ' *chore-boy*' in the relationship was actually a surprising
