But there is a clear upside to all of these blue jobs I’ve found myself doing. Because I have the time to do them, projects actually get done on time. No disrespect to Mr. P, but his full-time job is to work and provide for our family, not to fill cracks in our foundation to keep the mice out. If we were to wait until the weekends, when he has time to do these blue jobs, they’d pile up. I would much rather he spends his weekends playing with our children rather than painting trim or weatherstripping. And if I hide inside the bathroom while resealing and recaulking the shower, especially if I turn on the exhaust fan, I can almost drown out the sounds of the battle over the last Goldfish cracker.