{"id":10390,"date":"2024-07-07T02:00:21","date_gmt":"2024-07-07T00:00:21","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/newzdiscover.com\/?p=10390"},"modified":"2024-07-07T02:00:21","modified_gmt":"2024-07-07T00:00:21","slug":"my-husband-made-a-menu-and-demands-that-i-cook-him-meals-from-it-every-day","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/newzdiscover.com\/?p=10390","title":{"rendered":"My Husband Made a Menu and Demands That I Cook Him Meals from It Every Day"},"content":{"rendered":"

Sarah thought her marriage was rock solid until the night she discovered a gourmet menu on the fridge, demanding she cook extravagant meals after exhausting days at work. The ensuing confrontation revealed deep cracks in their relationship, sparking a heated argument that left them both reeling.<\/p>\n

I had always prided myself on my work ethic. As a successful project manager at a bustling tech firm, I often worked late hours and brought home projects on weekends. Despite my demanding job, I still managed to keep the household running smoothly. I juggled chores, groceries, and occasional dinners with friends.<\/p>\n

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Tom, my husband, had a stable job as an accountant. He worked regular hours, rarely had to stay late, and had weekends off. Yet, he often complained about being tired and stressed. I didn\u2019t mind taking on a bit more; I loved Tom and was committed to our marriage.<\/p>\n

But that day, it went too far. I returned home after another grueling day at the office, my shoulders aching from the weight of my responsibilities.<\/p>\n

As I dropped my bag by the door, I noticed something unusual on the fridge. A neatly typed menu was stuck to it with a magnet, and a handwritten note in Tom\u2019s familiar scrawl read, \u201cCook it today.\u201d<\/p>\n

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I glanced at the menu and felt my blood pressure rise. It listed gourmet meals, each more complex than the last: Beef Wellington, Coq au Vin, Lobster Thermidor. I couldn\u2019t believe my eyes. I worked longer hours than Tom, yet he was expecting me to come home and whip up these elaborate dishes.<\/p>\n

My initial anger simmered down to a cold determination. I picked up my phone and texted Tom.<\/p>\n

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\u201cWhat\u2019s with this menu on the fridge? Are you serious about me cooking all this?\u201d<\/p>\n

Tom\u2019s reply came quickly. \u201cYeah, I thought it would be nice to have some structure and variety in our meals. You\u2019re such a good cook, and I think you can handle it. Let me know how it goes!\u201d<\/p>\n

I couldn\u2019t believe his nonchalant response. If Tom wanted gourmet meals, he would get them, but not the way he expected.<\/p>\n

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I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself. This was too much. I decided to confront him when he got home.<\/p>\n

An hour later, Tom walked in, whistling a tune. \u201cHey, Sarah,\u201d he called out cheerfully.<\/p>\n

\u201cHey,\u201d I replied, my voice icy. \u201cWe need to talk.\u201d<\/p>\n

He looked at me, puzzled. \u201cAbout what?\u201d<\/p>\n

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I pointed to the fridge. \u201cAbout this menu.\u201d<\/p>\n

Tom glanced at it and then back at me, still looking confused. \u201cWhat about it?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYou expect me to cook all these meals after working all day?\u201d I asked, my voice rising. \u201cI barely have time to breathe, Tom.\u201d<\/p>\n

He shrugged. \u201cI just thought it would be nice to have some variety. Your cooking is always on top, and I thought you\u2019d enjoy it.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cEnjoy it?\u201d I echoed, incredulous. \u201cI barely have time to eat, let alone cook gourmet meals.\u201d<\/p>\n

Tom frowned. \u201cI didn\u2019t think it would be such a big deal.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWell, it is,\u201d I snapped. \u201cI\u2019m exhausted, Tom. I need help, not more work.\u201d<\/p>\n

He looked taken aback. \u201cI\u2019m sorry, Sarah. I didn\u2019t realize.\u201d<\/p>\n

I shook my head. \u201cNo, you didn\u2019t. And that\u2019s the problem.\u201d<\/p>\n

Tom\u2019s frown deepened. \u201cSo now it\u2019s my fault you\u2019re overworked? I just wanted to eat better, Sarah. Is that so wrong?\u201d<\/p>\n

I felt my frustration boiling over. \u201cWanting to eat better isn\u2019t wrong, but expecting me to do everything is! I\u2019m not a machine, Tom.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI never said you were,\u201d he replied, his voice rising. \u201cBut you\u2019re acting like I do nothing around here. I work too, you know.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYeah, you work regular hours and come home to relax. I work late, bring projects home, and still manage the house. How is that fair?\u201d<\/p>\n

Tom threw his hands up in exasperation. \u201cSo what do you want me to do, Sarah? Quit my job? Stay home and cook all day?\u201d<\/p>\n

I glared at him. \u201cI want you to recognize how much I do and pitch in more. It\u2019s not about quitting your job; it\u2019s about sharing responsibilities.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cResponsibilities?\u201d Tom scoffed. \u201cI handle the bills, the yard work, the car maintenance. You think that\u2019s nothing?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019m not saying it\u2019s nothing,\u201d I replied, my voice shaking with anger. \u201cBut it\u2019s not everything. You don\u2019t see the daily grind I go through. Cooking gourmet meals is just another unrealistic expectation.\u201d<\/p>\n

Tom\u2019s face reddened. \u201cFine, maybe I don\u2019t see everything. But you don\u2019t appreciate what I do either. You make it sound like I\u2019m useless.\u201d<\/p>\n

I clenched my fists, trying to keep my voice steady. \u201cI\u2019m asking for partnership, Tom. Not for you to feel useless. Why is that so hard for you to understand?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cMaybe because you\u2019re always on edge,\u201d he shot back. \u201cIt\u2019s like nothing I do is good enough for you.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cBecause you\u2019re not listening!\u201d I shouted. \u201cI\u2019m drowning here, and all you see is your perfect little menu. It\u2019s not about the food; it\u2019s about feeling supported.\u201d<\/p>\n

Tom stood up, his chair scraping loudly against the floor. \u201cI\u2019m done with this conversation. I need some air.\u201d<\/p>\n

We stood there for a moment, but I knew this conversation wasn\u2019t over. Tom had a lot to learn about what it took to keep our lives running smoothly. And I had to figure out how to make him understand without losing my mind in the process.<\/p>\n

This was just the beginning.<\/p>\n

The next few days, I went about my usual routine, but with a new plan in mind. I made a few calls and arranged everything perfectly. When Friday came, Tom walked through the door to the delicious aroma of a perfectly cooked Beef Wellington.<\/p>\n

\u201cWow, this looks amazing!\u201d Tom exclaimed as he sat down at the table.<\/p>\n

I smiled sweetly, hiding my true intentions. \u201cI\u2019m glad you like it. I thought I\u2019d start with your favorite.\u201d<\/p>\n

Tom took a bite and sighed contentedly. \u201cThis is fantastic. You know, if I didn\u2019t make you do it, you\u2019d never discover this talent. But, if I\u2019m being honest, the beef could be a little more tender.\u201d<\/p>\n

At that moment, a man in a chef\u2019s uniform emerged from the kitchen. \u201cIs there something wrong with the beef, sir?\u201d he asked, his tone polite but firm.<\/p>\n

Tom\u2019s fork froze halfway to his mouth. \u201cWho are you?\u201d he stammered.<\/p>\n

I leaned back, enjoying the scene. \u201cThis is Chef Martin. I hired him to cook this dinner. And I paid him with the money you were saving for your new car.\u201d<\/p>\n

Tom\u2019s face turned several shades of red as he struggled to find words. \u201cYou\u2026you did what?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI work long hours, manage the household, and now you expect me to cook gourmet meals every day? I thought you could use a lesson in what it takes to put together a meal like this. Chef Martin is an expert, and even he can\u2019t make the beef perfect every time. Maybe now you\u2019ll appreciate what I do a bit more.\u201d<\/p>\n

Chef Martin smiled and nodded. \u201cIt\u2019s not easy, sir. Cooking these dishes takes a lot of skill and time.\u201d<\/p>\n

Tom sat back, his arrogance deflated. \u201cI\u2019m sorry, Sarah. I didn\u2019t realize how unfair I was being. I thought it would be nice to have these meals, but I didn\u2019t consider how much work it would be for you.\u201d<\/p>\n

My expression softened slightly. \u201cI\u2019m glad you understand. Next time, let\u2019s make a meal plan together that we both can manage.\u201d<\/p>\n

They finished their meal with a newfound respect for each other. From that day forward, Tom never made another demanding menu, and they both took turns cooking, creating simple but delicious meals together.<\/p>\n

After reading this article, our readers had mixed opinions. Bic Ush, our Top fan, wrote, \u201cI used to cook everyday for my late husband \u2026 I made menu make sure I have Spaghetti or beef stew etc that he can have leftover to enjoy the next day .\u201d<\/p>\n

Other, however, were not so kind on Tom. Vickie Hand Root wrote, \u201cI laughed at my husband when he demanded I do something. If he wants something done or cooked he has two hands and can do it himself.\u201d She did note that being asked nicely makes \u201ca big difference.\u201d<\/p>\n

Tommi Peel, our other Top fan, suggested taking the note down and put up her own with expected salary. She also advised to make cooking her only chore, with her husband taking up the rest. \u201cLet him know, if he was going to demand a big meal as such for breakfast, lunch and dinner, and treat you like the help, he has to compensate you for your work!\u201d<\/p>\n

Tara Duncan-Neasloss also went pretty hard on Tom. \u201cYou are his wife, not his slave, nor are you a restaurant or cafe,\u201d she boldly stated.<\/p>\n

Others loved Sarah\u2019s solution and even told about their own compromises. Brigitte Hentges wrote, \u201cIf my husband wants something special, he suggests that we go out to eat.\u201d They also split the chores around cooking. Jeannette Harris confessed that she should have thought of hiring a chef \u201cyears ago\u201d as she has run out of ideas for different meals.<\/p>\n

Veris White Likely shared the touching reason she never faced the same problem with her husband. \u201cMy husband would have never made such a request, his only request was, I be a stay at home mom, wife,\u201d she reminisced, \u201che would order whatever me and the children wanted to eat on Friday, grocery shopping on Saturday, eat take out, share cooking Sunday dinner\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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