The Dutchman

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A Retired Mans Love For His Wife

It is important for men to remember that, as women grow older, it becomes 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's nothing worse than an oversensitive woman.

My name is Ron. Let me relate how I handled the situation with my wife, Carol Anne. When I retired a few years ago, it became necessary for Carol Anne to get a full-time job, along with her part-time job, both for extra income and for the health benefits that we needed. Shortly after she started working, I noticed she was beginning to show her age. I usually get home from the golf club about the same time she gets home from work.

Although she knows how hungry I am, she almost always says she has to rest for half 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 really appreciates this, as it does seem to motivate her to get them done before she goes to bed.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 freshly 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.

I know that I probably look like a saint in the way I support Carol Anne. 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 article, I will consider that writing it was well worthwhile. After all, we are put on this earth to help each other.

EDITOR'S NOTE: Ron died suddenly on January 31 of a perforated rectum. The police report says he was found with a Calloway extra-long 50-inch Big Bertha Driver II golf club jammed up his rear end, with barely 5 inches of grip showing, and a sledge hammer laying nearby. His wife Carol Anne was arrested and charged with murder. The all-woman jury took only 10 minutes to find her Not Guilty, accepting her defense that Ron, somehow without looking, accidentally sat down on his golf club.

Patty

:thumbup: :thumbup: Makes me appreciate what I have even more. He's the best.

BearK Loc: TN

When I used to lose my husband at the store - if I went back to the melons - YEP, there he would be still going over them to find the biggest one.

Apparently, this man has the opposite problem: This man approached a very beautiful woman in the large supermarket and asked, “You know, I’ve lost my wife here in the supermarket. Can you talk to me for a couple of minutes?” “Why?” “Because every time I talk to a beautiful woman my wife appears out of nowhere.”

Patty

:thumbup:

dennisimoto Loc: Washington State (West)

Gotta be part of, "The Universal Law of Wives."

rumitoid

Okay, I may be making an a** of myself by replying to the first paragraph without reading further, but the author's attitude is so very sick and corrupt it could almost be a parody. Onward!

rumitoid

Ok, should have waited. Man dies...everywhere! Lol, i***ts!

Alicia Loc: NYC

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I suggest you go back and read the entire thing.
:roll: :lol: :lol: :lol:

BearK Loc: TN

This is a true Tennessee tale, NOT a tall tale. A few years back, this 92 year old lady lived here. She had that LRF disease (leaded right foot). Now, the police here are quite generous with you're pushing the speed limit a bit - but there is a limit. This lady was pushing it quite a bit, when an officer spotted her. He turned on his lights, and took off after her. Well, she just kept right on going until she pulled into her driveway. By the time the officer approached her car, she was out and smiling just as big as you please. Before he could say a word, she said, "Thank you for following me to be sure I got home safe. Do come in for coffee and cake." He knew her by name, so he suggested she try driving a little slower, and thank you for the invitation but I'm on duty. So he left, and she did not get a ticket.

Let me hear it for the 'good ole' Tennessee ladies.