WHO DOES THAT?
Don’t get me
wrong, Mrs. C is great, but every once and a while she makes me ask “Who
I may have
mentioned in the past that she does not scoop her pudding; she dips the spoon
in the pudding and slowly consumes whatever pudding sticks to the spoon. Gotta ask, “Who does that?”
I may have
posted on her dislike of sidewalks, preferring to walk on the street hugging
the curb. (Not if there is traffic, but walking the quarter mile
to our mailbox.) “Who
If I want a
cookie, I have to look all over, even under towels on the kitchen counter. “Who
We have been
paying for a storage unit which contains maybe $1.65 worth of crap for 6 years.
“Who does that?” I don’t even want to calculate how much I have paid to
store that $1.65 worth of crap, but it would involve at least 3 zeros. I choose to let it go…my last divorce cost me
that much plus an extra 2 zeros.
learned, or have tried to learn to ignore the “Who does that?” moments
and just let it go.
day she was putting stuff away in the freezer.
Stuff that came from a cooler.
The stuff in the cooler was kept cool with several sandwich bags full of
ice cubes. Along with this stuff, she
also put away the sandwich bags of ice.
you saving the ice?”
I will be using them later this week when I bring some things to Cassie.”
is ice. It takes up room. When I open the refrigerator and look for
something those friggin bags are going to fall out!”
not allowed to open the refrigerator until I take the things to Cassie!”
is just ice. That’s frozen water you
know. We make those cubes day and night. We have an ice maker. Why can’t you just save
the bags in a drawer until you need them and then fill them up with new
practically free ice cubes?”
I wanted to
argue more, but there could be all those zeros at stake so I shut up. Still, I
said to myself,
Last night I
had to bite my tongue once more.
We went to
dinner at “Longhorns” steak house. After
a nice meal Mrs. C asked for a take home bag for her unfinished dinner plus a
carrot cake dessert to go. When the waitress
returned with the request, she also included two lidded plastic cups of water.
that?” The waitress
I did not
want to take the water home. We have
water. We even have frozen water. I did not want to have to balance two cups of
water on my lap in the car all the way home.
Mrs. C disagreed.
we taking the water.”
was nice enough to give us the take-home water, we should take it home.”
just dump it out when we get to the car?”
Anyway, my mind went to all those zeros, and I bit my tongue.
What did she
do with the water you ask?
was looking for a cookie. The water was
still in the lidded cups under a kitchen towel.