It hit me today while thinking that I should really start to book my birthday weekend away (it’s next month!) that there really are some jobs that I just don’t like doing.
That being one of them – booking holidays by myself. Yes, I know that it is really easy nowadays to just book the bloody thing yourself. Fire up the computer, log onto the world wide t’internet, and get booking by yourself.
It’s not like I don’t know how to use the computer. (Hell, I’m hardly ever off the thing.) I do. I’d just much rather wander into the local high street and get the nice friendly travel agent to do it for me.
It’s a lot easier than navigating all the online forms yourself. Just get Mrs Smiley behind the counter to do it all for you.
So what other jobs would I like to delegate to someone else if money was no object?
- I’d hire someone to walk 5 feet behind the husband whenever he comes in – pick up the shoes that get kicked off into the middle of the floor ready to fall over, direct him in the direction of the nearest coat peg (yes, it may look like a coat peg (?) but the back of the dining room chair is in fact just that, a chair.
- A Mary Poppins to ‘play games, sing songs’ and take the little one into chalk drawing fairgrounds and have tea-parties on the ceiling. It might keep them occupied for longer than 5 minutes. (Now, which cloud does she live on again?! )
- My own personal tea re-filler to keep my tea cup topped up when I’m writing, like now.
- A birthday and Christmas present wrapper. It doesn’t matter what I buy, or even if it’s in a straightforward box, whatever I wrap always look like it’s been sat on by a baby elephant.
Then I end up getting the Sellotape in a tangle and/or losing the end (and my sanity.)
So someone to wrap any presents up for me. (They can buy them too, come to think of it.)
So what jobs would you gladly give to someone else to do? I’m sure I can think of many more………











I would have someone follow our beagle, who has short hair but still sheds everywhere.
Packed lunches! I know this is stupid, but I can’t help it. Just the thought of having to assemble one makes me sad.
Also, cleaning out the guinea-pigs. Again, stupid, since doing the cats’ litter trays doesn’t bother me in the slightest. But if I could hire a guinea-pig-cleaning-out fairy…
Ooh, forgot about packed lunches – yep, I’d quite happily give that to someone else to do!