Because My Wife is Fucking Awesome!

The science is settled on this

I have to give a shout out to my wife.

A couple nights ago my 13 year-old stepdaughter was nagging me about getting a job. It’s gripe she’s voiced for a few years.
I always shoot back with, “I have a job. It’s cleaning up after you!”

I walked away from my last employment servitude in October 2021 because my boss was an unstable landmine throwing screaming tantrums at his staff. Usually I’d ride out his fits until he tires out, but this one day he would not shut up. After 20 minutes of his yelling, something in me snapped, and I calmly said, “Ok…I’m done here.” Took off my apron, and walked out.

To carry my weight at home I became a househusband. I clean the kitchen, sweep, Swiffer, and vacuum the floors. Upstairs, and downstairs, and even the stairs.
I make the suppers, hand wash the dishes, put the dishes away.
I wash the clothes, dry the clothes, fold the clothes, put the clothes away.
I clean the bathrooms, clean the litter box.
I take the kid to medical appointments, pick her up early from school if she needs to come home cuz she barfed, or something.
I do the shopping.
When the kid was in elementary school, I woke her up, made sure she got ready for school, drove her to school, and picked her up when school let out.

It’s like a job. Tedious tasks have to be done every day, and there’s no let up.
But, I can work on my own schedule, there’s no dress code (when the kid’s at school, there’s no dressing at all!) And every once in a while, the boss lets me touch her boobies!!!

If you don’t think being a househusband or housewife isn’t a job, then it must be nice to have a nanny, and maid.
Oh, and I don’t get paid for it. Not with money, anyway.

So while the kid was nagging me, my wife chimed in with, “He has a job. It doesn’t pay much, but it’s a job.”

I went with the flow of the conversation, “Yeah! That right there!” But my mind stalled out in agogness.

She gets it! My wife gets it!

For the rest of humanity, when they find out I have a podcast (or six,) the general vibe is “who doesn’t” or “that’s a nice hobby.”

There are hours on top of tons of countless hours put into editing to make a pleasing and entertaining podcast. (Something I wish more podcasters did. Not everything you say is gold.)
It takes me 12-15 or more hours to edit a 15 minute podcast. There’s recording, research, writing, searching the Internets for sound clips, uploading, promoting, writing Substacks. It is not a bang it out in 15 minutes, and call it a day thing.
And I’ve got to squeeze all that in while taking care of an apartment, and the people in it.

I mean, the Mrs. obviously sees that, but to understand that it’s actually work, and not just something to keep me occupied.
Mind…blown!

And then there was a secondary mind blowning. Not just that she got it, but that there was SOMEBODY who got it!!! At least one person on this planet understands!
Even the people who listen to my podcasts seem to have no idea how much work goes into making every episode.

This not a hobby. A hobby is Legos, playing my bass. A hobby is something fun you do to kill time between sleeping, going to work, or getting laid. There’s no expectation of financial support for a hobby.
I enjoy making podcasts, but I’m also trying to make it my means of financial support.

And the wife understands that. One of many reasons why she’s a magnificent bitch!
Oh, and…

There are ways you can help this poor man build a pretty dream…

The easiest way that costs you no money, and requires less effort than putting on pants, is what I do.
1. Download the Podbean app to your phone.
2. Search for Face The Music: An Electric Light Orchestra Song-By-Song Podcast (And Other Shows.)
3. Before you go to sleep, play an episode, turn your phone down so it doesn’t keep you up, and let the episodes play while you sleep.
More listens means more ad revenue, and more money for me and the people whose voices you hear.

There’s a Patreon for the ELO podcast. There are different tiers, depending on how much you financially love us.

And there’s a Patreon for my comic strip. $4 a month, and you get a different toon every day from the 20 years of my strip with commentary.

Not only will you be helping me achieve the dream, but you’ll also shut the kid up. And who doesn’t love proving a know-it-all 13 year-old who’s never paid a bill in their life wrong?