My Man Is Such a Handy Man

The most elusive man of my dreams now appears daily on my doorstep wearing a cheerful smile and a tool belt: the honest contractor who's not afraid of small jobs.

I know, I know, I can't believe it either! Okay, so how do I know he's honest? Well, he's worked on several neighbors houses and they all give him glowing reviews. Also, you can just tell, can't you? I mean, I'm basically an optimistic person who likes to give others the benefit of the doubt. And I tell you, he is amazing!

Hole in the ceiling? No problem. Leak in the hall way? Let's take a look at that. Do you do electrical work? Absolutely. What do you suppose is under that 1970's era linoleum? Well, let's take a look.

Did I mention, he's reasonable?

I'm telling you, it's a mid-life suburban dream come true.

And he's so smart. Because naturally he knows that it's the little jobs that lead to the huge jobs. Remember that leak? Chimneys need repointing. Under the linoleum? Nice wood floor, but we've gotta hoist the floor joints. "Hoist the floor joints"? Not only is he handy, he's a little nautical, too!

Honestly, I couldn't be more excited. I've waited years for this kind of satisfaction.