Nice work.

Especially like the placement of the mundane domestics right up next to love in this bit ..."Say there will always be cooking and cleaning to do,That one thing leads to another, which leads to another"

You zeroed in on what I did about this poem: the Protagonist acknowledging his unease with 'ordinary' life, but noting, ironically, how easy it is to let oneself slip into the mundane, allow the day-to-day to become an endless chain of empty events that consume a life.

There is security in habits, no doubt. But if the Protag is honest enough to admit that in sum these mundane habits lack "meaning," when the call to adventure comes, will they have the courage say yea or retreat into the norm?

That's just one description of a Protag's Act I tipping point - but it's one many people could identify with.