Are we All this Way?

[David Whatley]

Bob -The Thoughtful Husband...

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 over-sensitive, and there's nothing worse than an over-sensitive woman.

My name is Bob. Let me relate how I handled the situation with my wife, Linda. When I retired a few years ago, it became necessary for Linda 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 and 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 twice 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 lawn. 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 Linda. I'm not saying that showing this much consideration is easy. Many men will find it difficult. Some will even 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.
Signed, Bob


EDITOR'S NOTE:

Bob died suddenly on May 27 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 Linda was arrested and charged with murder. The all-woman jury took only 15 minutes to find her Not Guilty, accepting her defense that Bob somehow, without looking, accidentally sat down on his golf club.

[12stones]

Not all... but unfortunately I know one guy who this isn't too far from.

[PhotosbyHollyWood]

hahah... I got this in an email the other day.. I laughed my rear off and forwarded to hubs!!!

[C!LLY]

switch the rolls and I am that husband. my husband...even in his old age needs a nudge from time to time.

[Howard Barlow]

I'm respectful like that. In fact, the other day, I was sitting under the canopy on our deck, sipping a cool one. I quickly sat my drink down, so I could grab the red flag. My wife was mowing the lawn and it started raining real hard. She is an excellent wife. I thought it reasonable to signal to her she could come under cover until it quit.

Just the other day, I went outside and saw her unloading the 80 lb. bags of cement I had in the pick-up. Being the sensitive guy I am, I shouted, "Honey, I don't like seeing you lift those heavy bags. Wait until I get back inside before you remove the rest, please."