Honey Do Man

A short while ago I gave a reading at a San Francisco bookstore for an anthology about being single to which I contributed an essay. The book is called Single State of the Union and it's great--check it out.

After the reading there was a bit of friendly milling about with members of the audience. One guy (fortiesish, a somewhat working actor) asked me what I was up to now and I told him about my To-Do List book (due out in November) and this blog. He then produced a business card with the title "Honey Do Doctor." Turns out this fellow is a someone who completes to-do lists for others! In To-Do List I write about the "honey do" phenomenon of wives writing their husbands lists of things to do: "honey do" theoretically designed to soften the blow, since handing someone a to-do list essentially amounts to bossing them around. He solves this problem by making it a financial arrangement--he's a rent-a-husband, if you will.

I wish I had the money to hire him, and that I could share his contact info, but because I am congenitally disorganized, I lost it. Ha! Such is the irony of a disorganized person like me collecting other people's lists.