I Need a Wife

My sister is in town for the week and working from my house while her kids get some alone time with Grandma and Grandpa. She's actually sitting one desk over from me right now pounding away at someone's data. She gets up in the morning, gets straight to it and works most of the day. She always was disciplined like that, and I've finally learned not to be jealous.

The first morning she was here I brought her some coffee when I got mine, and later some toast and blueberries when I had some as well. At lunch I made macaroni and cheese, a favorite of hers, and she left her computer to come join us for it. At dinner time, risotto and spinach salad, she remarked, "It's amazing what I can get done when I don't have to take care of anything else! What I need is a wife!"

Exactly. That's what my job share partner and I say all the time. I could be so much more productive if I had a wife. I think I'd be less stressed as well. After all, if you have a wife, you don't have to think of everything yourself. Wives are so good at looking around and seeing what needs to be done and then just jumping in and taking care of it. When she's done, a wife doesn't need to tell you what she just did so you can be impressed with her for moving the Earth and realigning the stars.

If I had a wife I could focus more on showier tasks that really impress people because all that little boring detail stuff would be taken care of by her. I'm sure my blog posts would be higher quality because I could write them straight through without having to save the dinner from burning.

There are probably even more benefits to having a wife, but you know how it is with wives; it's hard to fully appreciate all they do.