Wish You Were Here?

I've been wondering about how many real house husbands there are out there/here. The trouble is the validation. Most men who sit at home doing nil do not think they are house husbands.

Which is one of the fundamental flaws in the whole house husband gig. We think we are being one thing - artistic, interior decorator, interesting, just no taking part in the rat-race thing man etc. - while our wives/partners think we are being something else - destroyer of things around the house, late in picking up their dry cleaning, enjoying hanging around with our other feckless mates during the day time etc. So we all end up frustrated at what we are trying to be and what other people think we should be trying to be, and because the dry cleaning hasn't been picked up.

And despite the centuries of rules of behaviour for housewives, there are no decent rules for the house husband. So, based on recent experiences, a few initial rules for us (legions?) of house husbands:

1) Get genuinely interested in reward schemes in supermarkets
2) Stop worrying that the dry cleaners thinks you are wet because you drop off your wife's dry cleaning
3) Stop hating the dry cleaner
4) Stop trying to break inanimate objects around the house
5) Stop lying to taxi drivers about looking forward to the weekend
6) Stop grilling your wife on the way to social engagements about what you are pretending to be this week
7) Listen to your wife when she is complaining about work
8) Don't ever ever watch daytime TV. It steals your soul
9) Stop making yourself comedy lunches
10) Shave sometimes

Can't wait for the weekend...

( Incidentally, I listened to Beck while I was writing this. I was really upset when I found out he was a Scientologist.)