Dear future hubster,
The Unavailable Guy ran away when I talked about you. I think he thought I was talking about him. Maybe I was. Maybe he's you. Maybe you're him? Anyhow, he ran away and never looked back after I told him that you, future hubster, will have to take out the garbage because that's something I really don't like doing, and that you would have to do the family finances because the only thing I do well with money is spending it. Ironing obviously falls under my responsibilities, and I am happy to cook, so I really don't know what was his problem. Just to be on the safe side, are you ok distributing housework as described above? I'm open to negotiations.