Friend - "So have you had the air conditioner off the past few weeks now?"And I had this conversation with another friend:
Me - "I'm not really sure. I don't really do the thermostat. The-Guy's in charge of all that."
Friend - "Come show me how to use your coffee maker!"And then there was this conversation:
Me (following her enthusiastically, as if I might actually be of some assistance) - "I know we have to press a lot of buttons. I don't really know how, actually. If The-Guy's not home, I just drink coffee at work."
Friend - "This friend of mine said it's really expensive to heat her pool. She says it costs her like $200 every time she does it."In my defense, I was fine and good with apartment living, where lots and lots of life-spackle happens magically and without thought. It was The-Guy who thought that perhaps five people and two cats might not live entirely harmoniously in a two bedroom apartment.
Me - (blank look)
Friend - "But maybe you have a different kind of heater?"
Me - "I didn't even know we HAD a pool heater until my boy told me today."
And I do some stuff. I cook dinner MOST week nights. It also tends to fall to me to plan the attack against the vast amounts of paper that infiltrate our house via US Mail, children's backpacks and the like.
Far be it from me to actually GROW anything in any of The-Guy's beautiful and prolific gardens, but I do cook some of the stuff he grows.
I also take pictures of the non-food items:
I play taxi in the mornings, afternoons, and evenings. I do a lot of the scheduling.
I've fixed a toilet or two and I picked out the color paint for the bathroom. And I did paint our living room green. But mostly, I just sit around and look cute. Apparently.