An End to Bachelorhood OR In for a Penny, In for a Pound

Well, yesterday was my last full day of temporary bachelorhood. Did I do anything different from what I do when Jenne is home? Nope. I still played video games, watched DVDs, saw friends and slept in, if you consider 9:00 AM on the weekends to be sleeping in. Today Jenne is on her way home from Ohio. She should arrive well before I get home from work. Yes, the house is clean, laundry is done, the dishwasher has been run, plants watered, litter boxes cleaned and 90% of the things on list have been completed. The one thing I did not get finished, hell I didn't even get it started was re-grouting one of the bathrooms. I couldn't get anyone with the skill or know how to lend me a hand with the project. I hope this does not become a point of contention between Jenne and I. I admit that I am not good with home improvement projects. Photography and creative things are my area of expertise. Every time I have gotten involved in a HIP it takes three times as long as it should and some unforeseen complication(s) always rears it ugly head. Like the time I was to paint the exterior of the front door of the house and the trim around said door. You'd think that would be an easy one, but noooooo! As I was removing old paint from the footer big chunks of rotted wood come loose. Now I had to replace the wood and I didn’t own the right tools. Oh, what a nightmare. A three-hour job turned into nine-hours of running back and forth to the hardware store for color matching and the right tools (mostly the right tools). I can only imagine what would have happened if I did this re-grouting job on my own with out expert guidance. Tiles falling from the wall. Tiles breaking. Me breaking tiles. A huge mess of broken tiles. Running back and forth to the store for tools and new tile. My logic was that without expert help - and I did ask for help, but everyone was either busy or backed out on me - it was a task best left undone. Of course the way that women award points to us men means that instead of an A grade of 90%, I will score a failing grade because of 10% of my list not being done. I'll also score a failing grade for writing about this, but hey, in for a penny, in for a pound as the saying goes.