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The Games We Play…

The Games We Play…

Most marriages go through a phase of learning to adapt to each other’s needs and learning the quirks and misgivings of your better half. After twenty-five years you would think H would learn how to read my mind because he’s always expecting me to read his. 

It’s not like I’m asking him to stop squeezing the toothpaste in the middle of the tube or put the toilet seat down. I’ve adjusted to those small problems. I don’t even care which direction he puts the toilet paper roll on as long as he puts it on. He’s really much more consistent in replacing it than I am. 

Just do these three things for me and I’ll be happy – until I come across another problem. 

  1. Put your clothes IN the laundry hamper, not ON TOP of it. – I don’t know what’s clean and what’s dirty,  though I guess I should know by now that if it’s on top it’s dirty…
  2. Hang the bath mat over the edge of the bathtub to dry, not on the towel hook. – I don’t know why this bothers me but it does…
  3. Put the cat food bowls you bring in at night ON THE FLOOR by the bakers rack, not ON the bakers rack. – After three years you would think H would notice I move it to the floor every night when he picks it up in the morning to take back outside…

Granted, I haven’t actually called his attention to these annoyances by stating them out loud, so I shouldn’t be complaining. I shouldn’t expect him to always know what I’m thinking. I just can’t believe he doesn’t notice when I go behind him tiding up. 

Maybe he’s playing a game with me too, and is waiting for me to say something? 

~Elle

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About Elle Knowles

Elle Knowles lives in the Florida Panhandle with her husband and off-at-college-most-of-the-time son. She has four daughters, one son, and eleven beautiful grandchildren. 'Crossing the Line' is her first novel. The sequel 'What Line' is a work in progress. Recently published is Coffee-Drunk Or Blind - a nonfiction story of homesteading in the Alaska wilderness with her parents and four siblings, told through letters by her mother and remembered accounts from the family.

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  1. Men – aargh! That’s all I have to say.

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