Man Jobs

If you don't know already when the battery is low on a smoke detector it begins to chirp. This afternoon that horrible chirping started and of course the pilot is out of town. My first instinct is to find the bat and then demolish the culprit. Luckily in this house we don't have too many smoke detectors (wait is that lucky?), anyway I was able to find it quickly and take it down. No bat needed. The pilot has been flying for over 10 years and I love that he gets to do what he loves to do. However the days he is gone it's the man jobs that I'm not so happy to do. Its not that I don't think I can do these things, I just don't want to. Like rolling the garbage can out to the curb, I'll be doing that tonight. Maybe I should tell him he can't fly on Tuesday nights. Mowing the lawn is a man job, again I can do it but no thanks. This year we hired someone to mow the lawn every 2 weeks. Totally worth it. Anything related to the car is a man job. Of course I have my own jobs to do that he has no interest in. I pay all of our bills and balance our checkbook. There are jobs that cross boundaries, like laundry, we both do that and cooking. Well he mostly cooks when he is home. On the menu for this evening for me and D-boy is a pizza from the grocery store deli. We've discussed these before but once the conversation starts I tend to try to end it. Only because I think he would add a lot more to my list of jobs.  I like to pull the "I've been home the last 4 days doing everything" card. That only last about a day, then I feel guilty. He once asked me what I would do without him to do all these jobs, I said I'd find a man or pay a man to do it....