I remember when I was young and living at home, there was some magic although not quite this much. This post is from 2016. I remember this friend but haven’t seen him in 30 years. I googled and it looks like he’s still alive although I doubt his mother is. Most of my magic today comes from the beloved husband.

Back when I was young (not all that long ago) I had a male friend who lived at home. We were in our mid-30s and at that time it was unusual to live with your parents. Single guys either had their own apartment or had a roommate with bad cleaning habits.

One day a group of friends were together and someone asked if he would ever move out. He said that he didn’t know. Then he explained about the magic.

He said the house where he lived had a magic box. He put dirty clothes in it and found clean clothes in his drawers.

There was a magic box that was cold in the kitchen. It contained all the food he could ever want and cold beer.

There was a magic fairy who showed up when he was at work and cleaned up his room.

He was only missing a magic car fairy.

For all this magic he paid a small monthly stipend which was less than apartment rent, utilities, cleaning ladies and laundry services. Why would he move?

It reminded me of the magic in my life. My husband raised kids by himself and is no stranger to housework. He surprised me with his skills when we married.

We have a magic drawer. There are always stamps in there. I never check if we need any. They are always there.

There is always toilet paper stocked in the various bathrooms. I put it on the dispenser but there is always another roll in the cabinet.

The garbage cans go to the curb on the appropriate nights and return empty the next morning.

I don’t mind painting but I hate to clean out brushes. There is a magic can in the basement sink. You put it in and it ends up clean and hanging on the rack.

Anything that gets cooked on a grill is done by the grill fairy who also cleans up.

Milk, orange juice and beer are automatically stocked. Just like magic. As is his lunchmeat, cheese, peanuts and anything else he likes to eat. (If only he ate fruits and vegetables!)

Many repairs are completed after a comment that something is malfunctioning. Other repairs are fixed when a repairman shows up. My involvement is confined to the announcement.

There is a lot of magic in this house and I’m very grateful.

He doesn’t do everything. Like my friend I haven’t found a car fairy yet and I have to train my cats to clean their own litter box!

In the meantime I am enjoying the magic!