Husband has a "WE" problem. (Not like a physical wee wee problem, this is a WE problem.) It seems he cannot talk about doing anything unless the sentence begins with the word, "WE". As in "WE have to get some milk." "WE have to get gas in the car." "WE have to get the taxes done." "WE have to write the Christmas letter." Actually, I should be delighted that the man is even aware of the fact that any of the above things need to get done but it just bugs the hell out of me that he man actually thinks he is going to do any of the above. I guess he knows better than to TELL me that "I"? "YOU" HAVE to do something because he knows he would be in for the onset of WW III. So rather than search is brain for a better way of making me aware that he is indeed, IN CHARGE, and up to date on all that needs doing, he uses the expression . . WE . . .
I often want to stop him and ask who he has in mind to do these things with but so far I haven't had the energy to go around on this one. I am always reminded of the old Lone Ranger joke from years ago in which the Lone Ranger and Tonto are galloping down the trail being chased by 300 crazed Indians. The Lone Ranger shouts to Tonto, "Tonto, what are WE going to do?" To which Tonto replies, "Who you calling WE white man?" Still cracks me up to this day. And that is just how I feel every time Ger starts out with "WE".
I am alone here riding down the trail and some days the crazed Indians seem like a welcome respite. Today "WE" spent the day relaxing in the sun with the occasional spurt of energy. My wonderful neighbor Esther brought over some home made chicken soup that is sooooooo good and soothing to my throat as well as my soul. (Has husband offered to go out and get me some soup or ANYTHING? NOT!) He did wander into the kitchen last night to ask if he could "help" do anything. I told him he could DO for himself but I didn't need any help. He looked quite puzzled at that and just wandered back to the TV. Today I asked him to go to the store and bank and he was delighted to do that for me. And he bought me a magazine so I know he is trying. But what about the bed that needs making and the guest room that needs cleaning and the laundry that needs washing and the clothes that need sorting or the dishwasher? Well, WE need to get away from the computer and get working on all those before WE have to get dinner ready.
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