Besides having someone to confide in and love and cherish and blah blah mushy mush, one of the best things about being in a relationship is having someone to help you out with all the mundane crap you need to accomplish in a single day's time.
Well, that was my train of thought today at least.
Well, that was my train of thought today at least.
That I wouldn't mind having someone to help do the dishes while I did the laundry, and then he could take my car to the carwash (it has to be cleaned before I pick up New Boss from le airport tonight!) while I run to Trader Joe's and Target. Oh, and then the best part would be that he could take the suitcases full of new work product (I work in fashion, so I have to schlep handbag samples around in heavy suitcases all the time - I know, cry you ladies a river.) down to my car and hoist those heavy son-of-a-guns into the the trunk of my SUV so that I don't have to do it myself and hurt my back before I even get started with the next few days of appointments with clients. (Going on appointments means I lug the suitcases out and back into the trunk of my car at each store that I go see. See why I want someone to do it for me at least once? :))
In exchange for his muscles, I'd totally make him dinner. (And I'm a really good cook.)
Oh, and you know what else is nice about not being single? Not having to be the one to change the license plates on my car. (Yogi the Rogue is finally legally a California car, thanks to me and my handy wrench work yesterday!)
So the moral of this post?
It's a good thing I'm a bad ass chick and can handle all this shiz on my own. (Even if maybe I wouldn't mind having help lifting my suitcases in and out of the car sometimes.)
6 comments :
Honey, you said it.
And I have to say, just the tip of the iceberg.
But, bad ass chicks we are and I promise to lift atleast ONE suitcase when I come to visit ;) In exchange of course for your amazing cooking. Is it bad when I won't even eat the food I prepare for myself??
Love you chica.
Yessssss Al beat me to it. Lol but seriously I really liked this post. Even tho I'm not single, I remember what it was like when I was. Some days i was lonely and wished for someone who could carry my suitcase. But I also remember that I was free to eat cereal for dinner any night of the week, I could do laundry and it wasn't full of boxers that someone insists must be folded (apparently wrinkles in underwear are a serious problem!), and I could go shopping without having to think about whether someone else would be mad! The grass is always greener.... :)
It's so true.
My mother has been single for a long, long time, and her sister who has been married for 50 years always asks her why it takes her so long to clean the house and do the laundry and stuff. She just can't seem to grasp that she has two people to do everything even though she thinks that she does it all herself.
Believe me, I never thought I'd be able to do half the shit I can today-and I AM married! HA!
Now offering lessons in Bad-Assery!
If I ever need help I'll let you know, because even though I'm single I suck at all of that. :( Bleh on me.
This post made me smile! You really are a bad-ass chick!! xoxo
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