Last month at First Things, I learned that I have some work to do if I want to live a good life. I can do many of the “50 Things A Man Should Be Able To Do” but not all of them.

I can make a budget, change a diaper, cook a signature dish, type with more than two fingers, and perform CPR and the Heimlich maneuver (I actually had to perform it on my mother not long ago). I can even hug another man without embarrassment.

But I can’t maintain my car, push-start a car with manual transmission or navigate an unfamiliar city, and I definitely can’t help someone who is throwing up without also barfing myself (ask my kids.) I also don’t yet know whether I can get a prostate exam without crying. And I have no interest in innocently flirting with a woman twice my age, conversing with people who bore me to tears or planning for a zombie apocalypse.

The good news is that I’m fairly certain my wife can’t do everything on First Things’ list of “50 Things A Woman Should Be Able To Do.”

Here are a few that pose challenges for her:

• Wake up early, preferably before sunrise.
• Use jumper cables to start a dead battery.
• Fix a toilet tank flapper.
• Calculate compound interest on investments.
• And calculate the percentage off a sales item without using a calculator.

If you sensed a theme in those last two, it’s because Kimberly is admittedly bad at basic math. She served as the kitchen director at a summer camp last month — check No. 4 on the list, “prepare meals for small groups, and multiply it by 10 — and had to return several huge boxes of napkins to Sam’s Club because of her faulty calculating skills.

But that’s OK because she has the most important skills covered — speaking with wisdom and kindness, fearing God, taking advice from an older and wiser woman, and explaining the value of modesty to younger women (and older ones who should know better).

The two of us can learn the rest of the skills on our respective lists as, Lord willing, we grow old together and teach them to our children.