It seems it always starts in the A.M. TLW (The Little Woman) makes some kind of statement, some observation, or does something that has a profound effect on things around the old homestead!
Getting up from her chair, she announced:
“Argh! I know how you feel, I think I’m catching up with you!” (Never happen, she doesn’t laugh enough) “Everything hurts, every time I move lately.”
Me: “Maybe you are getting old?”
Dead silence! I try another tactic.
Me: “It’s the weather! Yes, that’s it, the weather.”
TLW: “Yes, of course, but it hurts. Every time I get up now, I wish this heat would go away!”
Me: “Yes, the heat sure is a killer.”
TLW: “You’re not patronizing me, are you?”
Me: “Me? No, no! Why would I do that, besides, I feel it in this weather too!” (Close call!)
TLW: “Well, there is no point complaining, I better get going.”
Me: “Yes, you’ll be late for work!”
TLW: “By the way, did you get to what I asked you to do, yesterday?”
Me: “No, my foot was killing me, the weather you know! Now hurry, you don’t want to be late!”
TLW: “Are going to get to it today?”
Me: “In THIS weather, with MY foot!?”
Who says everyone talks about the weather but no one does anything about?
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