Monday, December 4, 2017
Good morning crew,
Yesterday morning I got up and like I frequently do on Sunday mornings I started some laundry. A little later the wife got up, we had our coffee and discussed how we were going to spend our day.
Since the wife was having brunch with her mother I suggested that we do our grocery shopping early and get it out of the way so she wouldn't feel rushed in the afternoon.
With that detail hammered down we got cleaned up and dressed, but as we were ready to walk out the door the wife paused and asked, "Do you have some laundry in the dryer?"
"Yes, I do," I answered.
"Aren't you going to turn it off before we leave?"
"No, I'm not."
"Do you know how many fires are started by an unattended dryers?"
"Yes, I do," I answered.
"A lot," I said. "But I just cleaned the lint tray, and the cycle is almost over, it's already on 'cool down', let's just go alright already!"
But giving me an exasperated sigh she stomped down the stairs to the laundry room and turned the dryer off herself.
Well, at least she's thinking responsibly, I thought to myself, I can hardly criticize her for that.
Fast forward to about 3:30 in the afternoon. We had bought a pot roast for our dinner and I had it bubbling away merrily on the stove top when the wife returned from her three-hour 'brunch' with her mother.
After getting caught up on current affairs I told her, "It's already kind of late. You better walk the dog before it starts to get dark out."
"You haven’t walked her yet?"
"Nope, I've been busy cooking and cleaning and napping."
"I have an idea!" she perked up, "Why don't you come with us? We'll have a family walk."
"Because I'm cooking. I can't leave the stove burning and go wandering around the neighborhood for 45 minutes."
"Sure you can!" she said, maybe a little overly optimistically.
"Hang on a second. Weren't you the one who told me just this morning that I couldn't leave the dryer running by itself for five minutes, but it's okay to walk away from a burning stove?"
"It'll be fine," she assured me.
I gave her a glare, "This wouldn't be the three glasses of wine you had a brunch talking, would it?"
"No," she said. "I barely had two and a half."
Somehow she convinced me to go around the block with her and the dog. On the plus side, we didn't burn the house down, but I still don't understand how her safely priorities add up.
Laugh it up,
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