I feel like such a prude but wandering round the house making tea in the nude is so not my bag. I love him dearly, but have no desire to see his bits as he stacks the dishwasher. Is this a thing now? Or a sign of a midlife crisis? He says he doesn't want to make me feel uncomfortable, but either he stops doing it (only started today to be fair) and thinks of me as such restrictive prude or he carries on and I am faced with bits all the time