(August 31, 2015 at 3:32 pm)Whateverist the White Wrote:(August 31, 2015 at 2:55 pm)Jenny A Wrote:
You sound like my wife Lia. One thing she did like about her first husband -back in the sixties- is that he treated her like a buddy. At one point they went to Europe for a year of study on an art grant he had earned. When they were visiting another couple, Lia would join right in the discussion. To her shock the other wife challenged her on her qualifications to speak. Talk about the other crabs in the pot not wanting to let any of the others get out! Plus she thinks too many women speak in little girl voices which drive her up the wall. She loves it with me because I hold her to account on everything. The roof is leaking and we need to use some of that black patch? Get your coat on hon.
I am the family handyman or handywoman. I can plumb sinks, repair toilets, change outlets, install lights and ceiling fans, snake wires, build shelves, and replace asphalt roofing. Not to mention paint, caulk, and tile. ---- I got bored staying home with the kids fast. So I learned to do a few things: changing the oil in the cars, cleaning the gutters, repairing the washing machine, building a deck with arbor top. I ask for his help when I need some more muscle or another hand to hold something and not otherwise. He does nine to five, I do art, cleaning, and repair.
If there is a god, I want to believe that there is a god. If there is not a god, I want to believe that there is no god.
