Maybe It’s Just Us
I think
there is a strange dynamic between myself and Mrs. C. I’m not complaining, it is just strange. I wonder if it is a dude-dudette kind of thing
in general or maybe it’s just us.
There are a
few things that Mrs. C will do for me that I never have to ask for, as a matter
of fact they are things that I can easily do for myself and would never ask for
her to intercede. Nevertheless, she
always does these things.
There is
always a full container of Carnation Coffee Creamer powder stuff next to my
coffee brewer. There is always a full
container of honey that I use with my coffee, and there is always fresh coffee,
either for my drip machine, or those individual cups thing.
I never ask,
“Do we have any coffee?” I never ask, “Do
we have any creamer.” I have never
requested, “Is there any honey.” These things are just always where I expect
them.
There is
always a box of Kleenex on the table on my side of the bed. Always.
There are always "Little Bites" coffee cakes in the cupboard for my after-dinner
coffee. There is always yogurt in the
fridge and eggs, bacon and sausage for my breakfast. These things never run low. Never.
Mrs. C does
all these things and more without my request.
I don’t think
there is anything similar that I regularly do for Mrs. C. I don’t anticipate her needs in the same way
as she anticipates mine.
However, if
we are lying in bed and she simply mentions she is out of water, or would really
like a piece of chocolate or an Italian Ice, I will get up and go downstairs
and get her what she wants without a second thought.
On the other
hand, if I realize I am out of water, and ask for a refill she responds with an
instant and dismissive
“Heah!”
Apparently,
our dynamic is she anticipates my needs and takes care of them, but spur of the
moment desires are not in her relationship description.
Apparently, I do not need to anticipate her needs, I just need to be on call.
I’m not complaining…works
for us.
Sounds like the perfect relationship to me. I remember doing much the same when I was married. We never, ever, ran out of the essentials, coffee, tea, biscuits, toilet paper and everyone's favourite shop-bought snacks. The freezer was always filled with home baked goodies, not all of them sweet, some were need-dinner-in-a-hurry cooked meals. It's a woman-of-the-house thing. We are the caretakers.
ReplyDeleteIt all comes naturally with women, they just know what to do and do it, without question!
ReplyDeleteYup - that's how it works in our house except I don't make coffee because I don't drink the stuff.
ReplyDeleteThat’s funny. My wife does the same thing. I really don’t know what size clothes I wear. They magically appear at the foot of our bed.
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Sounds like a great way to do things.
ReplyDeleteVery sweet. Don't mess with what works.
ReplyDeleteSounds like you two have an ideal relationship (if you didn't have to interpret her shopping lists)!!
ReplyDeleteIt ain't broke and the fact that she does the thinking for you and you run the errands has to be comfortable.
ReplyDeleteSounds familiar.
ReplyDeleteThat's how our relationship goes. It's also how my job goes. As a surgical tech my job is to anticipate what the surgeon will need and have it ready to go ahead of time. (Famous surgery line: Don't give me what I ask for, give me what I need) Does that make them my work husbands? I think I just threw up in my mouth.
ReplyDeleteDon't push your luck asking for extras! She knows you can't be expected to remember to do things for her, so doing them on request is the alternative. It's a perfect system. Don't mess it up.
ReplyDeleteAnd this is how you know that you are married to the right person!
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