We have all
heard the battle of the sexes in so many different ways.. Then there is the Billie Jean King vs Bobby
Riggs… which by the way, they are coming out with a movie about that.
Anyway, we
all have the battle of the sexes in our own homes, right? You all hear about how the King made a
remark about women’s work is inside work..
So I
dropped the log I had in my hand and was stacking, to walk into the
house.. And when he cried out, where are
you going?? I repeated his words of
“women’s work is inside work”, as I head in.
By this time is is along side me.. and saying, well, I didn’t mean you…
I stopped and said…Oh? Are you saying I am not a woman? “no, no, you are putting words in my
mouth.” Then I told him being inside
work is women’s work, that he couldn’t cook anymore.. after all he wasn’t a
woman…
Then jump
years ahead.. to who is going to take the garbage out to the bin…. Which he
said his little comment of inside work, women, … and outside men’s work.. Which
I pulled the bag out of the can, tied it off and threw it out on the deck…
looked at him.. well, it is outside now… lol..
We don’t
need a garbage compactor.. after all neither of us likes to take the garbage
out. So each of us, will push the
garbage down in the can, so I don’t have to take it out.. and he does the same.
So it is well packed by the time we have to take it out.
Now that it
is getting colder…and summer is gone.. it is that time of the year.. THE
FURANCE will kick on. But we have it
turn off, as the King clean the filters and etc.. last week.
Neither of
us has turn it back on…I have put on sweaters, he has put on long pants.. but
neither of us is hitting the button.
Last night,
he mention, it is getting colder. Did
you shut the windows yet. One of them, I
said.. the bedroom one is still open (we usually leave it open all winter about
an inch, as we both like to sleep with fresh air). I asked him, why are you
cold? “well, yea, a little.” … so I asked.. do you want me to turn on the
heater for you? “No, not unless YOU are
cold”
I told him,
I was fine. “oh”, he says. That is ok,
you don’t need to turn it on for me.. lol..
Later he walked by it.. looked at it.. and then headed to bed.
So who
flinches first?
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