My retired partner has recently got a new hobby and is constantly finding new classes and events to go to.
The new hobby is one that I feel vaguely responsible for as I had wanted to find something we could do together. However, he has - typically - become hugely enthusiastic. One class with me isn't enough. He's started going to a second class, and going to related events, enrolling for weekend courses etc.
I have just started a new shift pattern at work today, and so we'd fixed that he would cook this evening.. This also the night when we would normally go out a bit after 7 to the class together. However, because I am now working later than usual - and as we're not doing the normal activity at the class, I said to my husband that I didn't feel like going.
He promptly decided that he wanted to try a different class - another teacher - in another part of town tonight. Which meant he would leave at 6.15.
I got home to find him cooking away manically so that we could eat quickly and early so that he could go to his new class.
Unfortunately the food he made was rather horrid. It was a pasta and halloumi dish featuring lots of greasy, bitter bits of onion. He'd also cut the halloumi wafer thin and fried it for some time at a very high heat. The result tasted like a kind of mixture of burnt toast and rubber.
I'm normally very fond of halloumi, but this was quite close to being inedible, and I just felt rather fed up .
Naturally, some Mumnsetters would be delighted if their husbands cooked anything ever. But I am wondering if other might feel this was a less than ideal homecoming after their first day in a new work pattern...?