house husband

Terry found a job. It’s not a high-paying job. It’s a part-time on-call job. But it is a job. She worked a half-day Wednesday, all day Thursday, and most of Friday. So I did my part.

On Friday I did the grocery shopping. (OK, I would have done that anyway.) I loaded the dishwasher, ran the dishwasher, and emptied the dishwasher. I took out the trash, recycling, and food waste. I replaced the kitchen trash bags and the paper bag in the food waste container. I put away the Calphalon pans that were on the dish drainer. I hand washed and put away the glasses in need of hand washing. I put my jeans in the washer, put them in the dryer, folded them and put them away. I gave Tasha both of her walks. (All right, I would have done that anyway as well.)  And I watched The Chew, being sick of the current news cycle. (Where was Daphne?)

I would prefer to be busier with more freelance work, but I can play the house husband role when circumstances dictate.

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