It’s one of those days where I could really believe in polygamy, and think back on my college history classes, specifically the 1970s essay : I Want a Wife
I could really use one right now.
Someone to wait at home for the air conditioner repairman (or woman); someone to help clean up the minor flood that occurred when the air conditioner went kaput and flooded the attic which then sent water into the ceiling and flooded the bedroom below; someone who can help take care of my little guy who wants to play in the dirty flood water while covered in a bizarre rash that got him sent home from school.
And more than that, someone to make us all dinner, after we cleaned up the minor flood, in a pretty steamy house with a poor, rashy and itchy little guy.
Yes, I want a wife!