Meet My House Husband!

I’m the proud new owner of a Stay-At-Home Husband! Can you be excited with me for just a sec?

Now that we’ve moved past that, let’s get right into the details. Chase’s one month sojourn from work was unplanned and unexpected. Yes, losing your primary income for one month is its own beast but this blog isn’t about that. It’s about our month journey of when we were reminded about how most married couples live.

We made it. Phew.

There was a time when I thought actually living with my husband would be hard. Rest assured peeps, it can be done! This month has truly been a gift from God. We have had the best family time. For sheezy.

But let’s be honest. There are some issues. For example, Chase is a work in progress. He needs training. It’s not enough for him to see something needs to be done (dishes, laundry, vacuuming) he kinda needs to be asked. Slightly annoying. But leaving him a list of no more than 5 things everyday helps alleviate that problem.

Last night, when he volunteered to put the dinner leftovers away and move the clothing from the washer to the dryer, I woke up expecting it to done. But, alas, my house husband is still learning.  

Me: Oh, my work clothes aren’t dry.

Chasey: Shoot

Me: Wearing slightly damp clothes in negative temperatures never hurt anyone. I’ll make it work. But hey, will you pack me a ham sandwich for lunch?

Chasey: I think you left the ham sitting on the stove overnight. Still want it?

Me: Sure. Being violently ill plus working 32 ½ hours a week is totally doable.

Inside my head I was screaming bad words. But I’m a supportive wife. So I let things slide. I’m amazeballs like that.

But he has been AMAZING each morning, for realsies. The kids are dressed (sans socks) by the time I get out of the shower. I really don’t want to lose my house husband. I get to sleep in and NOT get the kids ready. It’s so worth every minute of food poisoning.

I decided to reward my house husband by shaving my legs this morning. I excitedly ran to show him and he said, “It reminds me of when someone tries to weed whack their entire lawn.”

What the what? My house husband needs a lesson in manners. And I may need a lesson in the art of shaving.

When the bed frame needed some repair work, my house husband jumped right on it. I was so impressed! Yes, there were wood fragments between the sheets (I have a piercing ankle wound to prove it) and Gorilla Glue all over my nice towel, but it was fixed in a timely three day period! Much better than the time he was on the road for a month and I couldn't reach the bathroom light bulb when it burnt out. The girls and I brushed our teeth in darkness for two weeks.

House husband life is awesome. You should get one.