So my kitchen faucet has had an irritating drip for months. I spoke to a plumber about it and (naturally) he said I'd need to replace the whole unit.

My husband works hard and so when he's home I don't pester him about little household things. I purchased a replacement faucet and tried to line up a plumber but they were all prioritizing bigger and more important jobs.

My parents moved here last year and my father is retired and quite handy so I finally broke down and asked him if he could come help. He did.

Well, it turned out that I didn't have the right replacement faucet after all due to a shipping error. But Dad, being awesome, said "let's see if we can fix this one!"

I paid attention as he took the faucet apart and found the tiny gaskets that were failing. He didn't have replacement gaskets but noted that if we could file an edge down we could temporarily solve the problem. So using one of my glass nail files, he flattened the warped gaskets and the drip stopped!

It was only a temporary fix, but I let him know I could handle getting new gaskets and replacing them myself.

Fast forward a couple of weeks, the temporary repair is still working, but I have the replacement gaskets. Ladies, there are some jobs around the house that I call "butter knife jobs". They technically fall under the traditionally male responsibility, yet if the only real tool required to fix them is a butter knife, we can step up and do it ourselves.

This job was one such job. I could have done it on my own with only a butter knife, but I have a little tool kit with a wrench and a screwdriver. So I gathered my tools to get the job done!

Now you might be wondering why I titled this post "Great Hubby". Here's why. The day I had allocated time to install the new gaskets, he happened to come home early.

He was sitting in his recliner laughing at tiktoks enjoying a rare chance to relax on a workday afternoon. I didn't try to rope him into this traditional honey-do. I didn't sigh or make unnecessary noise to get his notice. I was just doing the job.

As I prepped the area, he rose and came over. And here's why he's a great Hubby. He said, "are you comfortable with this?"

Are you comfortable with this? Ladies, do you understand how amazing that question is? Gentleman lurkers, do you?

Sometimes I get irritated by the picture of the traditional wife some RP women and men have.

Yes, I was in fact perfectly comfortable with doing that minor repair to MY kitchen' faucet. It was worth my time to attend to how my father repaired the faucet, so that I could be a true RP woman and fix it myself.

My husband's question honored me. He acknowledged that I was more than capable to attend to it myself, yet he also showed me love by giving me an out to hand it off to him.

To me, this was one of the moments where the potential balance of an RP man and his RP woman was achieved.

I chose to complete the work myself. He let me without feeling guilty. Am I comfortable with that? Heck yeah.

PS. To the gentlemen lurkers. If you read this far, yes, he got great sex that night. He didn't even have to fix the faucet to do it.