Yes, I am going to admit it. I need a man. A boyfriend/husband type. This is what I was thinking last night while shoveling my driveway for the first time this season (and well, ever.) The fact that I did shovel it successfully proves that I can do it myself but frankly, I don’t want to. It is not an activity I want to be in charge of. Like car maintenance. I don’t want to check the oil and talk to the men at the auto repair shop. I just don’t want to do it. As my boss likes to say, it is not my brand.
Now keep in mind I am a strong independent woman who is perfectly capable of taking care of herself. I am only saying, it is times like these I am reminded of the things I don’t want to take care of in life, and would prefer to have someone�??who I don’t have to pay�??take care of it. Is that so wrong?
The other thing that was funny about shoveling my driveway was how when I started I just wanted to get done and was thinking that I could do a decent job but that it wouldn’t kill me if it didn’t look perfect. Man I am delusional. Once I got started I couldn’t stop. There was always more snow to shovel and more ground to uncover. It was still snowing when I finished and about an hour later I knew there was more snow that could be removed and so I went out and did it again. I am my father’s daughter. OC but not “D” right Dad?
I also finished decorating my house. I will post pictures soon, perhaps tomorrow. My sister and I managed to pull off a silver, red, gold, and pastel blue tree. How did we do it you ask? Well, you will soon see. I am pleased with the finished decor.
I am still working on the collar of Paula. It is taking forever! But I believe it will be done very soon. I can’t wait to get that sweater done. It has been way too long in coming…just like a good man. (He he, now I sound like a bitter single woman but I couldn’t help myself from tying my conclusion to my intro. Blame it on the English minor.)
The following 8 comments were originally left at blogspirit:
So…you shoveled the driveway all by yourself? Interesting story.
I never said I shoveled it all by myself…sheesh, so sensitive. I did shovel it the second time by myself though.
Funny how the only time you ever comment on my blog is when you are trying to give yourself props for something. Just an observation. 🙂
Has [you know who] ever grown up yet? I was going to ask which sister is your roommate but I think I know without asking. More I might say but won’t for the time being. 🙂
Time to hire someone to do it for you…or maybe barter a sweater, scarf, or whatever to a guy with a snowblower or plow? I had a friend who selected her men by how much home maintenance they would do for her. No lie. We actually had a name for that….
I understand your comments on wanting a man. I hope that you’ll find him soon enough.
Ah, if ONLY the presence of a man in the house meant that the steps would get shoveled (I’d say driveway except we don’t have one), the trash would get taken out, the fixin’ would get fixed! Sometimes our men, as much as we love them, just mean more messes to clean up after!
I know what my problem is: When you decide to get a man, try not to get a law student. I’m just saying…
If that’s all you want him for pay some neighbor kid to do it. Less hassle in my opinion. People who get paid generally don’t have to be nagged. LOL But I’m sure you’re thinking of the kind of man who’d be shovelling at dawn out of kindness and chivalry for you (do they exist?) and not the kind who’d only realize it snowed after you broke your ankle on the ice.
HAHAHAHAHA. You need a man, huh? Oh–joke overload–they’re coming too fast–my brain just can’t choose…
The funniest was probably already said above by “heather”, “If that’s all you want him for pay some neighbor kid to do it.” Hopefully people will read carefully, and not just skip ahead to that part.
As your boss says? Oh–that’s right–I keep forgetting I’m not your boss anymore.