Friday, December 27, 2013
The Things I Hide From My Husband
(Intriguing title, huh?) :)
Seven Decembers ago I re-posted this and here it is again. May it make a marriage or two a bit sweeter in 2014.
I have been married a real long time and well, I've learned there are, generally speaking, two kinds of arguments:
The ones you cannot avoid.
And the ones you can.
And I want to mention the latter--the arguments I avoid by hiding things.
Like what, you ask? Like my very own toolbox. Around 20 years ago I bought a toolbox and began collecting tools for it (cheap ones from Dollar Tree or yard sales. It's not like I use them everyday). I'd become extremely tired of needing hammers/screwdrivers/stud-finders/nails, etc., while Tom was at work and having to wade through piles of his tools to find them--or not find them. Which, of course, required that I nag (nag, nag, nag) Tom about his lack of organization and my frustration thereof.
A real marriage-saver, that one! My toolbox is my responsibility--I keep it hidden--and so if a tool is missing, it's my own fault. End of where's-the-stupid-tools? arguments.
Something else I hide? A chunky black indelible marker which I find indispensable for my kitchen. After 25 years and 300 did-you-steal-my-black-marker-again? accusations, I finally got the idea to hide my marker in a little cupboard in my hoosier cabinet. Tom never peeks inside that. Oh my, Life feels so good since we have no more chunky black marker arguments.
What else do I hide in that little cupboard? My very own flashlight. It only took me 27 years to finally hide a flashlight (which, I confess, the older I get, the more I need so to read or find certain things). No more why-can't-I-ever-find-a-flashlight-around-here? arguments. Happy sigh.
I also hide my own scissors, stapler, glue and measuring tapes.
Get the idea? I'm not talking about keeping secrets from your spouse(lest you thought I was going there. Heh.) No, it's more like this:
Lots and lots of arguments saved(avoided) equals lots and lots of peace and harmony earned. And--personal responsibility: how sweet it is.
Well, at least, that's what I have found.
"The tendency to whining and complaining may be taken as the surest sign symptom of little souls and inferior intellects." ...Lord Jeffrey