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Posted by Nancy Walecki

Here is the promise of a house manager. Hire one, and soon someone else could be doing your laundry, washing your dishes, prepping your meals, and completing those Amazon returns you’ve been meaning to make. They could reorganize the utensil drawer, notice if your kid is outgrowing their shoes and order more, take your car to the repair shop, and be at home to meet the plumber. If your child needs food for a class party, a house manager could make the dish and drop it off; if that child also has a pet lizard, a house manager could buy the crickets to feed it.

House managers are not a nanny or a house cleaner. They’re a “chief of staff for the home,” a “personal assistant for Mom,” and “a clone of myself,” according to the more than a dozen people I spoke with who have either hired one or work as one. They are, in effect, what might have once been called a housekeeper—a person who helps oversee a household’s basic functioning. Middle- and upper-class families used to more commonly employ this kind of position (the title “house manager” dates back to at least the 1830s), but it has become rare enough that a couple of people I spoke with thought they may have come up with the term.

Whatever you call the job, the ultra-wealthy have maintained some version of this role in their homes for years, but more and more companies are cropping up to serve Americans with salaries in the lower six figures—a cohort that is nowhere near having a private jet but might already use a house cleaner or have a regular handyman.

Some will argue that shouldering the burden of household work is a necessary part of adulthood. But for many on the high side of the country’s wealth divide, time is at enough of a premium that buying it back feels worth the money. Kelly Hubbell, who in 2023 founded Sage Haus, a company that helps people find house managers, told me that many of her clients are dual-income households where tasks pile up beyond what two adults can handle; a house manager steps in as a third. Several women described their house manager to me as “my wife.” One company offering the service is even called “Rent A Wife—Oregon.” (Its founder, Brianna Ruelas Zuniga, knows what the name sounds like; she still likes it, she told me.)

Many house-managing businesses started around the country at about the same time. In 2022, Amy Root was running a home-organization business in central Connecticut—clearing out people’s garages and adding shelving to their closets—but she realized that even if she got the right home systems in place, “the laundry still needed to get done,” she told me. People needed “help with their regular to-dos but also the aspiration checklist,” such as finally hanging that one painting they bought a year ago, she said. In 2023, she pivoted to running a house-managing business, Personal Assistant for Mom, and now leads a team of five (soon to be seven) part-time house managers.

The crew includes retirees and empty nesters, as well as a woman training to be a doula and an artist who needed an extra gig. Rates for house managers generally are $25 to $50 an hour; some agencies take a cut. (Sage Haus charges clients a finder’s fee; house managers are paid directly.) Today’s version of the job is very much part of the gig economy, and like many gig workers, the managers are usually responsible for their own health insurance. Some of the house managers I spoke with work full-time for one family, but many are cobbling together part-time gigs with multiple families while also working as a nanny or cleaner.

When Root tells people what a house manager does, most of the time, their response is “Someone will do that for me?” A time-saving purchase like that just doesn’t occur to a lot of people, Ashley Whillans, a Harvard Business School professor who studies such spending, told me. About a decade ago, she and her colleagues asked people what they would do with an extra $40, and most of them said they’d use it for bills or a nice experience; only 2 percent said they’d use the money for a service that would save them time. Back then, Whillans said, Taskrabbit was really the only chore-outsourcing platform, but as these services have become more common, more people with the money to spend seem to see it as a way to escape the worst parts of their day. “I’m buying back joy and time where I can right now,” Barbara Mighdoll, a mother of two and a business owner who now has a house manager for 15 hours a week, told me. Each time her house manager does a chore, she said, “that is a tab that is now closed in my brain.” When she’s with her family, she no longer has ticker tape running through her head about the laundry she needs to put away. The house manager already took care of it.

A purchase like that really can buy happiness, according to Whillans’s research. She and her colleagues have found that when people outsource bothersome chores and reinvest that time in something they actually care about, they report being more satisfied with their life. (Anyone who hates doing the dishes will not be surprised by this.) In one study, she and her co-authors found that couples who take that freed-up time and spend it on each other say that it improved their relationship. So far, Whillans has yet to see a point at which couples who off-load their to-dos stop getting happier. Some tentative evidence, she said, suggests that when given money for time-saving purchases, lower-income people report more benefits than their wealthier counterparts. But where someone in the so-called upper-middle class might consider $30 an hour a bargain, being able to buy back time is still a luxury.

If they can afford it, though, “people are now turning to the market for social support,” Whillans said. The gig economy has only made this easier: A person can now order soup on DoorDash when they’re sick rather than asking a loved one to make it, or take an Uber from the airport instead of getting a ride from a friend. Almost everyone I spoke with who has a house manager lives far from their family; several said that they lacked a “village.” Kara Smith Brown, a mother of two and a founder of a PR consultancy, told me that without “grandparents, or aunts and uncles to kick in at all” and be the village, “you kind of have to build your own and pay for it.”

It’s not ideal, but people who’ve hired house managers feel that paying is an improvement on their status quo. Eliza Jackson, the mother of an eighteen-month-old and the chief operating officer of a direct-to-consumer meat-delivery company called ButcherBox, would wake up early before her son so that she could get chores done, cook breakfast, get him ready, drive the hour and a half in traffic to the office, work all day, commute home, cook dinner on the nights her husband didn’t, then do more household administration until bedtime. “I don’t think the day that I’m describing is unusual,” she told me. “I just thought you suffered through it.”

In January, she and her husband hired Katie Eastlack, a 23-year-old recent college grad, through Sage Haus. Eastlack had been living with her parents in Virginia and struggling to find education jobs after graduation, but she realized that she was already doing something she enjoyed: helping someone, in this case her mom, run a home. She hoped to move to Boston and scoured Indeed for personal-assistant and house-managing jobs there, until she came upon Sage Haus’s listing to work at Jackson’s home. Finding the right family was important, Eastlack told me, because she is in their lives full-time. She has a family credit card for household expenses and is trusted to, say, choose the right repairman for Jackson’s car. (She didn’t say this, but working for the wrong family, in a gig job with no HR, could easily turn into a nightmare.) Eastlack likes that her job helps Jackson and her husband, who both have demanding careers, spend more time with their kid. And it has meant that she got to move to Boston and now has her own apartment.

She’s still getting used to the feeling of coming home at night and realizing that she has her own house chores to do. Kristen Milburn, who house-manages part-time for a dual-physician home in Oklahoma City, told me something similar: The role “requires a lot of physical energy,” which she’s not sure she can maintain forever. And as much as she loves her job, doing someone else’s housework all day “does make it a little harder to want to come home and do laundry and dishes,” she said. “But it gets done.” Running one household is a lot of work—let alone two.

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Apr. 20th, 2026 09:09 am
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I slept for the significant majority of the last two days and three nights, aside from Solly walks and feeding animals. When I wasn't sleeping or walking Solly I was mostly laying down, though I did take an hour total to work on pottery in there.

I'm not better -- my body hurts quite a bit in many ways, I'm still weirdly weak -- but my feelings are starting to live within perspective again.

It was actively hot outside yesterday. I want to get things planted, the cold weather seeds outside like favas and peas, the cool weather things inside like broccoli and fennel.

Today I get my summer tires put on. They're slightly more fuel efficient than my winters, and we may get snow but I don't think we'll get hard cold anymore.

One of the muscovy males who hatched here last spring has picked a harem and they can all fly really well, so they wander around the property being ultra ornamental. It does mean I'll need to cover any seeds though, extra well because there would be crows even if I didn't.

The crocus are coming up in the warmer places. Those I planted two falls ago have multiplied into tiny clumps. This is the first time in my life I've had a garden with bulbs long enough for them to multiply. My alba roses -- cuisse de nymph, chloris, and bellle amour -- came through the winter well, though I guess that's not surprising since it was a mild winter and this is their third (?). The romance cherries on the south slope look good too. One is suckering quite a lot, which I think means it's Valentine(?). I need to re-mulch that slope with cardboard, a bit of goose muck, and woodchips. It helps keep the grass down and the water in.

I'd also like to put in the second terrace down the slope in the front yard, but that's less pressing than many things. The lower oak circle is maybe more of a priority. I don't know how much of the upper back oak circle survived, but when I do I need to sort out seeds to complete it.

The cats are deeply happy. They've been bringing in the most ridiculous number of fat voles, as well as (sadly) a couple birds. They romp and frolic. Whiskey and Little Bear especially do long sprints. When I take Solly out at night they all come out and spread out like a security team across the area, all within sight. Hazard pounces on every spruce cone in case it's a vole and accompanies Thea on walks or Siri on hunts on the south side of the front yard.

The non-flying birds are confined to the back. I'm not counting them daily, though with onlly Thea on duty I worry. I'm getting a quote for fox-proof fencing across the midback, behind the current fencing, and kind of hoping 1) I can afford it and 2) the foxes all eat enough eggs they don't need to kill birds, and then I get the fence up before their kits are hunting age. I have lost a rooster to a hawk or owl strike (they come down and break the neck, so even if they're fought/scared off the rooster is alive but unable to move the neck right and soon dies) but only one so far.
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This one’s about habitat loss, but with a silver lining - via South Essex Wildlife Hospital, which writes:

These 13 tiny rabbit kits came into our care after their burrows were destroyed during construction work in Kent. With several different ages found (these photos show the smallest five), it seems like a whole warren was destroyed... 💔😢

Amazingly, none were injured, but they were still far too young to survive on their own. Once stabilised and rehydrated, they have been sent away with some of our orphan feeders and are making excellent progress in their care. 🥰

They have a long way to go, but these little ones will return to the wild once old enough to fend for themselves. Good luck little rabbits! ❤

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As the Putinists continue wrecking all U.S. institutions and turning the world (including longtime allies) against us, it's important to recall how much goodwill Trump and his ilk must eliminate, before that promise to Moscow can be fulfilled. Of course all empires are disliked, but elsewhere I describe how George Marshall, FDR, Truman, Ike etc. set things up so that humanity would have its best 80 years, ever. Better than all of prior human history combined. Resulting in the *least hated* empire. That is... until now.

Okay, Pax Americana will never be the same after Trump. And maybe that's good. Other centers of Enlightenment are stepping up. But when the Union finally wins this latest phase 9 of Civil War betrayal by our idiot Hyde-Side neighbors, watch the joy burst forth around the globe... and across all Americans of goodwill and sapience. 

Want evidence for that assertion? Amid our self-reproach, Let's remember times when America did take brave steps toward light. There are others, on this planet, who remember, as well. And you need the gift that I am about to give you.


This song by Michel Sardou is called "Les Ricains" which means, more or less, "The Yankees." Here are the lyrics, to read along.


Les Ricains by Michel Sardou


If the Ricans weren't there

Si les Ricains n'étaient pas là

You would all be in Germania

Vous seriez tous en Germanie

To speak of I don't know what

A parler de je ne sais quoi

To greet I do not know who

A saluer je ne sais qui


Of course years have passed

Bien sûr les années ont passé

The rifles changed hands

Les fusils ont changé de mains

Is this a reason to forget

Est-ce une raison pour oublier

That one day we needed it?

Qu'un jour on en a eu besoin?


A guy from Georgia

Un gars venu de Georgie

Who cared a lot about you

Qui se foutait pas mal de toi

Came to die in Normandy

Est v'nu mourir en Normandie

One morning when you weren't there

Un matin où tu n'y étais pas


Of course years have passed

Bien sûr les années ont passé

We became friends

On est devenus des copains

To the friendly of the shot

A l'amicale du fusillé

They say they fell for nothing

On dit qu'ils sont tombés pour rien


If the Ricans weren't there

Si les Ricains n'étaient pas là

You would all be in Germania

Vous seriez tous en Germanie

To speak of I don't know what

A parler de je ne sais quoi

To greet I do not know who

A saluer je ne sais qui



Got you a little misty-eyed?


Even better is this version... a huge crowd of French people cheering and singing along. Capable of gratitude.  They know that this American Pax, for all of its faults, prevented vastly worse. That things could have been a hell, a curse. That every other era of dismal human history was worse. 


And if we do not blow it now, we have a chance to be recalled by our heirs - organic and cyber - the true humans - as the very best that cavemen could be. Crude, bestial primitives who tried nonetheless to lift our gaze and those around us. To something better.


Listen and read along. We need this now. Right now!


Try. I dare you not to tear up, in gratitude for this gratitude.


          == But we have a tough job keeping that promise == 

Alas, the Kremlin boyz and confederates and murder sheiks have the upper hand for now and they and stick together. 

Latest example: Trump has issued special exemptions letting Putin sell oil, evading world sanctions for his murderously criminal invasion of Ukraine. Fox News is a 5th column of the relabeled KGB's propaganda Comintern that has used blackmail to take over the entire Republican Party.

Amid the hooplah over the Strait of Hormuz -- ("YOU block it? No, *I* get to block it!") -- Trump has all along made offers to the Iranian Republican Guard and Religious Police etc. to make deals with him, in exchange for them kissing his ring. 

It's already happened! In Venezuela, Argentina, El Salvador etc. - and possibly soon in Cuba (DT shouts "They're next!") - the aim is never, ever to establish democracy or to liberate citizens from their oppressors.

The pattern is perfectly that of mafiosi and that 
of an ex casino mogul. Taking over another gang's territory by decapitating it's top capo, then getting allegiance (and resulting vigorish) from the sub-capos of the gang that's left in place. 

This is now so blatant that no other theory is remotely tenable. LOOK at this image of Maduro's VP Rodriguez, all spiffed and glammed-up and grin-hugging Trump's consigliere, eager to serve... and to send Trump personally a shipment of gold! And nothing for the Venezuelan people.



Oh, and Miami crime families will slip in atop the Castro power structure in Cuba. 

This is a Mafia gang and the capo di tutti capi is named Vlad. 

His other goal? Riling up enough enemies (who had been quiescent since Obama killed Osama) to deliver us into another 9/11, that he imagines might save him, this fall. Which explains why he fired over half of our counter-terrorism experts. Now why would anyone do that? 


Put it all together folks. 


== The real purpose of the coming Reichstag Fire / 911 strike ==

Everyone will be able to see that the calamity will be a blatant set-up in order to justify declaring an emergency and martial law and to cancel the November election's likely torching of the entire treasonous GOP. 

It won't work, for that reason. Because we all can see it.

Only there is an added, underlying danger that I see discussed nowhere.

Go back to 1933. The purpose of the Reichstag Fire was to excuse the Nazi arrest of dozens of opposition parliament members. And thus, the parliament could never hold a quorum vote for new elections or a new Chancellor.

The lesson?

YOU U.S. SENATORS AND REPRESENTATIVES: START UPPING YOUR SECURITY RIGHT NOW. 

The Roberts Court has already said Trump could off you, as an 'official act,' to prevent impeachment/conviction. So talk it over. Upgrade practices. Have contingency plans. Grow eyes in the back of your heads. Do it now.

The rest of you? 

When the calamity strikes, get out there and chant "Reichstag Fire!" 

And one more word to show our intent:

"Appomattox!"


== Finally, my qualifications as a history expert! ==

Well, AI has some legit uses. One fan/reader searched the paleontology databases and found this historical record, a bit fuzzy, from the Paleolithic. It shows my legit ancestral claims are valid!

 



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Happy Bunday! Via Mammoth Cave National Park, which writes:

Say hello to one of the park’s sweetest springtime surprises: the baby Eastern cottontail rabbit. These tiny fluffballs, or "kits," are masters of disguise, tucking themselves into grassy nests and sitting oh-so-still until they practically disappear into the landscape. Here’s a bonus bit of cuteness: a group of rabbits is called a “fluffle.” Honestly, could there be a more adorable word for a bunch of bouncy little bunnies?

If you spot a twitching nose or a flash of fluff in the grass on your next park adventure, just enjoy the moment and don’t collect a souvenir for your basket. A hoppy bunny is a bunny left alone. Thanks for helping us keep wildlife wild.

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