Sheryl's favorite answer to any question seems to be "That was two weeks ago, you need to keep up". This drives the man who can't stand being one minute late to do anything a little crazy. I stay out of it, I don't need anything to make me crazy, I have enough, thank you very much.
Sheryl walks through going to the kitchen and the sweet husband asks, did you get all that trash out of your room, as I have asked you to do several times.
Stock Sheryl reply, that was two weeks ago, you need to keep up.
SH keeps trying to tell her, he explains all the reasons why the trash needs to be taken out, but what he doesn't seem to realize that to us this is trash, to her it may be something else entirely.
I finally tell him, just calm down, don't get so angry, I will get it taken out today.
He says, you can't get it done today, I've been trying to get it done for a damn month.
I can get it done today, I promise, and I will even get it done with no arguing from her at all. She will go do it.
SH says you are as crazy as she is,how are you going to do that?
I said don't worry, but I will do it in front of you, you just don't know what I know, and even if you did, you wouldn't know what to do about it.
Two or three hours have passed and he's still mumbling about how crazy I am.
Sheryl comes back out of her room, and says, can you take me to the store, I am out of cigarettes.
Bingo!
I said, I just took you two weeks ago, you need to keep up.
Sheryl turns around, goes back to her room, comes out with a whole lot of trash bags, full as can be and takes them outside.
She looks at SH and says I know that was you putting her up to that, ok , you won, now leave me alone.
He's still just sitting there, shaking his head.
YOU ARE READING
The Sweet Husband
RandomStories of the Sweet husband, life and love among real people