Amanda over at The Habit of Being wrote earlier this week about things she does that drives her Mister a little batty. I knew as soon as I read her post that I would have to ask Curt… not because I didn’t already know some of his answers, but because I wanted to see his reaction.
It was awesome.
So I say, “Curt. You wanna help me with tomorrow’s essay?”
And he says, “Absolutely.”
And I say, “Ok. I need you to think of a couple of things I do that annoy you.”
And he put up his hands and said calmly but firmly, “I AM NOT DOING THAT. I WILL NOT DO THAT.”
And he ran down the hall to our bedroom and slammed the door behind him.
I followed, of course.
“Curt,” I said. “It’s ok. It will be fun. I promise I won’t get mad.”
“It’s risky.” he whispered, hiding under our quilt.
“I know. I know it is. But it will be worth it.”
He felt it was safer to write his list down rather than speak it out loud.
I love that man with all my broken heart.
- toothpaste cap 1/2 on and it builds up with crusty toothpaste and then the cap will hardly go on at all
- shoes stay exactly where they are taken off until all her shoes are out of the closet
- packs for vacation on the very last day
- drives fast on the gravel road even the day after the van has been washed
- weeds the garden and beds and throws the weeds in my nice lawn and lets them lay for 3 days
I’m in a public library right now, and I am laughing (silently) so hard I am crying.
I so so so very much want to comment on the list. I want to explain and clarify and say that a couple of things are flat-out lies. But I will not. I WILL NOT. I will let it stand as written. It says so very much about so very much, right?