one for the men to take note of.......
Posted: Tue Mar 07, 2006 7:16 pm
Please be aware that as your wives age, it is harder for
them to maintain the same quality of housekeeping as when
they were younger.
When you notice this, try not to yell at them. Some are
oversensitive, and there is nothing worse than an
oversensitive woman.
My name is, John. Let me relate how I handled the situation
with my wife, Martha. When I was laid off from my consulting
job and took early retirement in April, it became necessary
for Martha to get a full-time job, both for extra income
and for the health insurance benefits we needed.
Shortly after she started working, I noticed she was
beginning to show her age. I usually get home from the golf
course about the same time she gets home from work, and
although she knows how hungry I am, she rests an hour or so
before she starts dinner. I don't yell at her. Instead, I
tell her to take her time and just wake me when she gets
dinner on the table. I generally have lunch in the Men's
Grill at the club, so eating out is not reasonable. I'm
ready for some home-cooked grub when I hit that door.
She used to do the dishes as soon as we finished eating. But
now, it's not unusual for them to sit on the table for
several hours after dinner. I do what I can by
diplomatically reminding her several times each evening that
they won't clean themselves. I know she appreciates this, as
it does seem to motivate her to get them done before she
goes to bed. I really think my old business as a consultant
helps a lot. Telling people what they ought to do is one of
my strong points.
Also, now that she has gotten older, she does seem to get
tired so much more quickly. Our washer and dryer are in the
basement, and sometimes she says she just can't make another
trip down those steps. I don't make a big issue of this,
just as long as she finishes up the laundry the next
evening. I'm willing to overlook her shortcomings in this
area. Unless I need something ironed to wear to the Monday
lodge meeting, or to the Wednesday and Saturday poker club,
or to Tuesday's and Thursday's bowling, I'll tell her to
wait until the next evening to do the ironing. This gives
her a little more time to do some of those odds and ends
like shampooing the dog, vacuuming or dusting. If I had a
really bad day on the course and it was wet and muddy, and
my clubs are a mess, I let her clean them, you know, getting
the grit off the grips and a little light Brillo on the club
faces.
Since my golf bag is heavy, I lift it out of the trunk for
her. Women are delicate, have weak wrists and can't lift
heavy stuff as good as men. But I had to tell her that I
don't like to be wakened during my after-golf nap, so rather
than bother me, she can put them back in the trunk when
he's finished. Another symptom of aging is complaining, I
think. For example, she will say that it is difficult for
her to find time to pay the monthly bills during her lunch
hour. But boys, we take 'em for better or worse, so I just
smile and offer encouragement. I tell her to stretch it out
over two or even three days. That way she won't have to rush
so much.
I also remind her that missing lunch completely now and then
wouldn't hurt her any (if you know what I mean). I like to
think tact is one of my strong points.
When doing simple jobs, she seems to think she needs more
rest periods. She had to take a break when she was only half
finished mowing the yard. I try not to make a scene. I'm a
fair man. I tell her to fix herself a nice, big, cold glass
of fresh squeezed lemonade and just sit for a while. And, as
long as she is making one for herself, she may as well make
one for me too, and then take her break by my hammock. That
way we can talk until I fall asleep. I know that I probably
look like a saint in the way I support Martha, but I'm not
saying that showing this much consideration is easy.
Many men will find it difficult. Some will find it
impossible! Nobody knows better than I do how frustrating
women get as they get older. However, guys, even if you just
use a little more tact and less criticism of your aging wife
because of this letter, I will consider that writing it was
well worthwhile.
After all, we are put on this earth to help each other.
Regards, John
EDITOR'S NOTE:
**John died suddenly Thursday, May 19th. He was found with a
Calloway extra long 50-inch Big Bertha Golf Driver rammed up
his rectum with only two inches of grip showing. His wife
Martha was arrested, but after the jury read this letter,
they accepted her defense that he accidentally sat on it.
She was released from custody on Friday.
them to maintain the same quality of housekeeping as when
they were younger.
When you notice this, try not to yell at them. Some are
oversensitive, and there is nothing worse than an
oversensitive woman.
My name is, John. Let me relate how I handled the situation
with my wife, Martha. When I was laid off from my consulting
job and took early retirement in April, it became necessary
for Martha to get a full-time job, both for extra income
and for the health insurance benefits we needed.
Shortly after she started working, I noticed she was
beginning to show her age. I usually get home from the golf
course about the same time she gets home from work, and
although she knows how hungry I am, she rests an hour or so
before she starts dinner. I don't yell at her. Instead, I
tell her to take her time and just wake me when she gets
dinner on the table. I generally have lunch in the Men's
Grill at the club, so eating out is not reasonable. I'm
ready for some home-cooked grub when I hit that door.
She used to do the dishes as soon as we finished eating. But
now, it's not unusual for them to sit on the table for
several hours after dinner. I do what I can by
diplomatically reminding her several times each evening that
they won't clean themselves. I know she appreciates this, as
it does seem to motivate her to get them done before she
goes to bed. I really think my old business as a consultant
helps a lot. Telling people what they ought to do is one of
my strong points.
Also, now that she has gotten older, she does seem to get
tired so much more quickly. Our washer and dryer are in the
basement, and sometimes she says she just can't make another
trip down those steps. I don't make a big issue of this,
just as long as she finishes up the laundry the next
evening. I'm willing to overlook her shortcomings in this
area. Unless I need something ironed to wear to the Monday
lodge meeting, or to the Wednesday and Saturday poker club,
or to Tuesday's and Thursday's bowling, I'll tell her to
wait until the next evening to do the ironing. This gives
her a little more time to do some of those odds and ends
like shampooing the dog, vacuuming or dusting. If I had a
really bad day on the course and it was wet and muddy, and
my clubs are a mess, I let her clean them, you know, getting
the grit off the grips and a little light Brillo on the club
faces.
Since my golf bag is heavy, I lift it out of the trunk for
her. Women are delicate, have weak wrists and can't lift
heavy stuff as good as men. But I had to tell her that I
don't like to be wakened during my after-golf nap, so rather
than bother me, she can put them back in the trunk when
he's finished. Another symptom of aging is complaining, I
think. For example, she will say that it is difficult for
her to find time to pay the monthly bills during her lunch
hour. But boys, we take 'em for better or worse, so I just
smile and offer encouragement. I tell her to stretch it out
over two or even three days. That way she won't have to rush
so much.
I also remind her that missing lunch completely now and then
wouldn't hurt her any (if you know what I mean). I like to
think tact is one of my strong points.
When doing simple jobs, she seems to think she needs more
rest periods. She had to take a break when she was only half
finished mowing the yard. I try not to make a scene. I'm a
fair man. I tell her to fix herself a nice, big, cold glass
of fresh squeezed lemonade and just sit for a while. And, as
long as she is making one for herself, she may as well make
one for me too, and then take her break by my hammock. That
way we can talk until I fall asleep. I know that I probably
look like a saint in the way I support Martha, but I'm not
saying that showing this much consideration is easy.
Many men will find it difficult. Some will find it
impossible! Nobody knows better than I do how frustrating
women get as they get older. However, guys, even if you just
use a little more tact and less criticism of your aging wife
because of this letter, I will consider that writing it was
well worthwhile.
After all, we are put on this earth to help each other.
Regards, John
EDITOR'S NOTE:
**John died suddenly Thursday, May 19th. He was found with a
Calloway extra long 50-inch Big Bertha Golf Driver rammed up
his rectum with only two inches of grip showing. His wife
Martha was arrested, but after the jury read this letter,
they accepted her defense that he accidentally sat on it.
She was released from custody on Friday.
