I wish I had a man in the house
May 8th, 2007
Single-ness has its rewards, but sometimes…I really wish I had a man in the house.
When I woke up this morning, my shoulders and arms were so sore. I did yoga yesterday, but it was getting to their soreness state well before that. Why? I was screwing curtain rods into the wall all morning. I was spent!.
As I was screwing, applying full force while standing on a step ladder (I had several scares of actually landing on my face), I kept thinking I should have a man in the house to do these things. I was getting so tired and blisters were developing on my palm. And as I thought about it, I realized that if I (still) had a man in the house, I would still end up doing the screwing. Because, frankly, the last man in my house can’t do anything. He can’t even drive.
Nevertheless, here are things I think a man in anyone’s house is good for:
- hanging up curtains (of course comes with drilling and screwing)
- killing roaches
- catching rats (and getting rid of them)
- changing light bulbs
- throwing out the trash
- driving
- doing a little bit of carpentry work, as needed
- fixing the toilet and other water pipe-related problems
- lifting and moving things around the house
- and that other thing men are useful for
But hey, didn’t I do a good job hanging up my curtains?
