Down to Nanaimo tomorrow to pick up two more guests. They are not ours. They belong to our neighbours but we owe them a favour so Saturday is booked balancing the ledger. May as well shop and stock up while we are at it. And Sunday is bookclub. Sal works Monday at the post office or is it that we have two more guests arriving that are ours? Either way, the beginning of the week is chock-a-block. It is probably both.

But today is a day of cusp. Students gone yesterday, guests arrive tomorrow. Clean-up, shop and prepare = CUSP.

I made Chinese food last night. Seemed fitting somehow, ya know? Sal got home tired from all the running around and so I turned my hand to a fried rice dish. Passable. Edible. But chock-full of husband bonus points. Kept her wine glass full, too. Very good long term move on my part given that I am deep in the red on husband points. Did the dishes, too.

Pretty much had to. Sal was asleep.

‘Course none of this ‘domesticity’ was done well. If I do it well, I have the job forever. I am not stupid. The idea is to do something good enough to get the points but nowhere near as good as she can do it or else I have a new domestic job for the rest of my life. Hard to do it right, sometimes. It’s a balance-thing. Done right, you can keep the points at a negative but respectable level and yet inherit fewer than two or three new domestic chores a year.

I should teach a course.

My neighbour, Mike had it down pat but lacked the finesse. Once he was saddled with too many chores, he simply burnt the house down. Hasn’t been asked to set foot in the kitchen (or the house, for that matter) in years.

Hey, life is all about making choices!