Rewrite of When Grateful Begins to Grate: Her Helping Hand

Most men I know don’t care. When they bring home the bacon, they think the rest is up to their wives. But that’s just half the job. I’m not a man like that – I’m the man who is proud of his wife, who helps her out at home. When we got married in 1964, not too many women worked outside the home, but my wife wanted to work, and that suited me fine. I was proud of what she was doing - why would I feel any other way?
Our house ran like a well oiled machine - she had it all figured out. I didn’t know what needed to be done but always helped when...