ADVICE FROM A RETIRED 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 oversensitive, and there's nothing worse than an oversensitive woman.

My name is Edward. Let me relate how I handled the situation with my wife, Pam when I retired a few years ago, it became necessary for Pam 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.

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 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 yard. 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 Pam. I'm not saying that showing this much consideration is easy. Many men will find it difficult Some will 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,
Edward

EDITOR'S NOTE:
Edward died suddenly on January 31 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 show ing, and a sledge hammer laying nearby. His wife Pam was arrested and charged with murder. The all-woman jury took only 10 minutes to find her Not Guilty, accepting her defense that Edward, somehow without looking, accidentally sat down on his golf club..

:-missingt:-missingt:-missingt joe always forgets!! its his favorite excuse!!
the only way he will get out of trouble is if he brings me a big red bull so i can have the energy to kick his butt!!!:-missingt

The Husband Store
A store that sells husbands opened in New York City - where a woman may go to choose a husband. At the entrance is a description of how the store operates:
You may visit our store ONLY ONCE. There are six floors, and the attributes of the men change as the shopper ascends the flights. There is, however, a rule: you may choose any man from a particular floor, or you may choose to go up a floor, but you cannot go back down except to exit the building.

So, upon hearing of the store, a woman promptly goes to the Husband Store to find a husband.
On the first floor the sign on the door reads: Floor 1 - These men have jobs.


The second floor sign reads: Floor 2 - These men have jobs and love kids.


The third floor sign reads: Floor 3 - These men have jobs, love kids, and are extremely good looking.
"Wow," she thinks, but feels compelled to keep going.


She goes to the fourth floor and sign reads: Floor 4 - These men have jobs, love kids, are drop-dead good looking and help with the housework.
"Oh, mercy me!" she exclaims, "I can hardly stand it!" Still, she goes to the fifth floor and sign reads:


Floor 5 - These men have jobs, love kids, are drop-dead gorgeous, help with the housework, and have a strong romantic
streak.


She is sorely tempted to stay and shop, but she goes to the sixth floor and the sign reads:


Floor 6 - You are visitor 31,000,456 to this floor. There are no men here. This floor exists solely as proof that women are impossible to please. Thank you for shopping at the Husband Store.

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That is just too funny!!!

Good Ones Rob!! I love Edwards story!!

I forget a lot of things too but most of my forgetfulness is stress related!!!!lololol

ok, i am done with my bickering for the day and now my headache has intensified so I am gonna go rest for a bit!! Maybe I will check in later on the status of joes butt kickin!!lolololol I'll chat with yall later!!

Later Chrissy.

look at the time.... 4:30pm already.. and I haven't done a thing!

Howdi Do again Pat

Just another day in the life of Dallas...:-missingt

Hey Dave, how's it going?

Well, it's that time of day guys. Heading home, then out to Texas Roadhouse for dinner! Have a good night, I'll talk to you guys tomorrow!

Not bad Pat,
got alot of things packed and trashed in the garage today.
and went for a bike ride. Was gonna go for another but the
clouds are starting to roll in now and one thing I hate is riding
in the rain, something about rain drops at 30 MPH hitting the
face just turns me off

what time are we eating Pat? :-missingt

love that place!