Hello all! Vaping, making sure the boys don't kill each other, and lots of housework today. I remember the moment I went from a guy who kills things and eats them to a six foot two inch, two hundred fifty pound houswife. It was the evening we went from, "honey I don't feel comfortable with a man doing my dishes for me " to " you could have had the fucking dishes done when i got home asshole! " I wouldn't trade it for the world. Wtf is wrong with me? lmao