While I was making dinner one evening, Michael got home from a long, cold, wet day at work and headed into the bathroom. And he started blustering LOUDLY and calling for me.
The unthinkable had happened. It could NOT get any worse than this. Something HAS to be done. WHAT was I going to do about this?
I was clueless. I had no idea what could have befallen our bathroom.
Please understand that Michael does not typically over-react. He was tired. He was cold. He was wet. He was hungry. He had talked to me about putting things in the toilet that don't belong there MANY TIMES.
And there it was. A piece of floss in the bowl.
HOW was i going to dispose of this?
In my defense, it wasn't me. We have 3 children, to whom I have spoken many times about putting things in the toilet that don't belong there. I was just thrilled one of them was flossing their teeth.
And I looked at my tired, cold, wet, hungry husband who was demanding that I do something about the floss in the bowl. And I was smelling the dinner in the kitchen that needed my attention. And I DID NOT want to reach my hand into that bowl to retrieve that floss. So I made the best decision that I felt I had at my disposal. After all, here was Michael and he was demanding that I fix this problem. So I did.
I very slowly reached down, extended my arm, put my hand in the appropriate location, and WHOOSH!, it was gone. Boy, that was surprisingly easy. And quick. And painless. And I laughed in relief.
And then I looked at Michael. He was tired. And cold. And wet. And hungry. And angry.
And I had to apologize. With a straight face.
That was several years ago, and we are still married. Although in the 14 years we have been married, I have discovered there are many ways to destroy a marriage.......Please pray for us!
