I put Butler in his never used drab utilitarian maid’s outfit. I invited Heather over for chick flic night. We both love period pieces like Jane Austin. While we cuddle on the couch, Butler will be scrubbing the baseboard and all of the floors on his hands and knees.

Afterwards, I will find some tiny thing wrong and crop him in front of Heather. He always finds that humiliating while she loves it. If you knew Butler, you’d know that he is not much of a TV sports fan but that doesn’t matter. We should use what the Goddess sends. A chance to humble him while most men are slurping beers and demanding that their wives fix snacks can’t be passed up.

One uses what is at hand and what will cut the most deeply. I heard of one woman who took her husband’s motorcycle away and bought him a pink girl’s bicycle to ride. Perfect.

Butler can’t complain. This is the life he has chosen and I intend to give it to him….. hard!