Dear Future Hubby,

With you here there are certain activities that I will no longer have to endure. Activities that have pledge me for years.
For your entertainment, my friends, let’s chat about all the terrible chores out there that would be a better fit for hubby to be to do. Affectionately known as the

Dear Hubby,
The trash overflows. It is yucky and smelly and although I could teach a class on proper trash changing, I am so excited to allow you to take that task off my hands.
Cars are excellent transportation devices, and they are as demanding as women.

Which isn't too bad until you have to go to
I cannot wait for you to fix my headlights.

Lets discuss the Tire Pressure.

There is this tire pressure light that has become attached to me. I have patched that tire. I have put air in and I have put some more almost weekly now.
Can I give you the key and you work your magic? Thanks babe, you are a saint.
Here is a picture of my hero- - - - - - - - ->
He came to my rescue. I was clearly a ton of help. My excellent supervisor talents and photography skills are clearly being utilized.

Lets discuss the Man-Eating Monsters.

You call them lizards. I call them
I do not understand why they transform with each encounter. However, whenever we meet these massive, scary animals threaten to kill me.
Check out this ENORMOUS one I snapped a picture of before running for my life. I almost didn’t make it.

You see my dad, my hero, his picture is up there. He is my Man-Eating Alligator/Lizard slayer. He has done an excellent job over the years ensuring my safety. I trust you will be able to do the same.

Lets not talk about Laundry.
I am not too fond of laundry or dishes. I hope we can play “rock, paper, scissors” to see who gets to complete these tasks.
When thinking of all the ways you will make my life better I wonder, what will I do for you? Well, I don’t have a list for that… Hopefully, you will not have one for me.