his and hers jobs

P-man--for whatever odd reason, because it’s NOT HIS JOB--decided to do a load of laundry yesterday morning. Because laundry is NOT HIS JOB, he really doesn’t know how to do it correctly. He obviously does not know this family as I know this family (this is why laundry is MY JOB). He didn’t check pockets. He washed my cell phone. And then, to add insult to injury (and remove any hope of the possibility it might actually still work at some point), he plugged the damn thing in. Because it was dead and needed charging.

In addition to laundry and bathrooms and all the other household tasks I call mine, I do most of the home repairs (calling in my older son for help with larger stuff). P-man with household tools is not pretty. When the twins were little, I got tired of pulling the upstairs toilet to fish out whatever new thing Kai had tried to flush. I told P-man it was his turn and left to take one of the girls shopping. Where we were interrupted by my cell--P-man inviting me to join him at the nearest home improvement store...to pick out a new toilet (he broke it). Last summer, he offered to cut a piece of plywood for the custom cabinet Dave and I built for the DVD player we installed in our bus (yes, we have a bus--a 12 passenger non-school bus--how else would we drag all these damn kids around?). We wondered why A: the cuts weren't straight, B: the edges were burned, and C: the fire department arrived (not really). One look at the table saw--he never noticed the blade was installed backward?

I also do computer maintenance. I open the cases on our computer towers and suck out all the dust (spinning creates A LOT of dust!) every so often. The last time P-man did this to his own computer he set the vacuum on his desk chair with the brush turned on, eating a hole in the upholstery.

And then he broke a bracket inside the computer, requiring a trip to the puter doc (in his defense, he was on pain meds at the time...but still). Along with the dust sucking, I pop all the keys off the keyboards (one keyboard at a time), wash the keys, goob out all the crap underneath with alcohol and Q-tips and put them all back together.

The next time I do puter maintenance, I’m just going to throw his in the washer.