Following Orders

One of the perks (for me!) of Brandon going to COT is that after five weeks of being brainwashed to follow orders indiscriminately, he still does. This first dawned on me when I woke him up at 3:30 am to walk the dogs. I guess he was just so used to being awoken at all hours and given commands that he didn't even think twice-- he just rolled out of bed without saying a word, dressed, then walked the dogs. Ten minutes later, he returned and got back into bed. When I hesitantly asked him to get back up to get me a glass of water, he instantly got back up to do it.

I tested this just a couple of times before letting him in on it. He thought about it for a minute and realized I was right. We had a good laugh, and I never tried it again. . .

. . . until today.

Unbelievably, it still works.

I was feeling pretty lazy today. So, this afternoon, I casually suggested that he clean the kitchen. He immediately jumped up to do it. "Wow, this is pretty awesome," I thought to myself, and decided to push it. When he finished with the kitchen, I suggested he put in a load of laundry. Yes, he instantly turned on his heels and headed to the laundry room. He washed, folded, and put away two loads.

I felt pretty bad for using my newfound power, so I took over the dog walking this afternoon and made him a really nice dinner. But after dinner, I couldn't help trying again. I said, "Since that dinner was so great, do you think you would like to clean the kitchen again?" I didn't really expect anything this time, since I had phrased it as a question and had already told him I would clean up.

"Yes, Ma'am," he replied, jumping up to start the dishes.


Wow.

Don't worry, I won't continue to take advantage of this. I'm not a horrible wife. But it sure was nice today. ;)