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January 17, 2007
I Vow Not To Vow
Vows!
Like Lani, I don't remember the specific vows Oh Patient One and I made all those years ago, although I do remember that they involved loving, cherishing, and honoring in sickness and in health.
But here are some of the one's that we've made up as we've gone along...
Me to Oh Patient One: Okay, I'll clean the bathrooms and the kitchen, because it bothers me to have dirty bathrooms and a dirty kitchen, even if you think they're clean when they're clearly growing potatoes (Oh Patient One really doesn't see dirt).
Oh Patient One to me: I'll clear out the drawers and cupboards, and tidy up the piles of stuff, even if you think that the apartment/house is clean, therefore tidy, when it's clearly only clean (and not tidy--there's stuff all over the place!). And by the way, you love to stuff things into drawers and cupboards and someone needs to sort them out (he's right).
Sounds good to me.
Oh Patient One: I'll bring you cups of tea and make curry for you when you are under deadline. Once you have hit deadline, I will bring wine.
Me: I'll bring you cups of tea and make casseroles for you when you are under deadline (his curries are better than mine). Once you have hit deadline, I, too, will bring wine.
Oh Patient One: If one of The Teenagers asks me for something like (a) an extension to curfew, (b) a new car, or (c) something else that they know you are going to say "No" to, I will consult with you before giving an answer. Just in case you already said "No" and they are attempting to play us off against each other. Solidarity, baby!
Me: I agree. Ditto all the way, baby!
Oh Patient One and me: We should always discuss money, or lack thereof, and not make expensive commitments without mutual agreement.
Oh Patient One and me: We will share The Taking Out of The Trash.
Well, it's worked thus far...
So tell me, what works for you?
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Posted by Michelle at 1:31 PM | Comments (3)
Comments
We have a no critizing the other in front of others. Sure- I may be acting like an ass, but don't tell me in front of anyone.
Posted by: Eileen at January 17, 2007 10:31 PM
LOL, Eileen, that's very good advice.
Posted by: Michelle C at January 18, 2007 7:48 AM
We're the same way, Eileen. No picking or fighting with each other in front of others.
There are also certain words that are not allowed to be said in our house, by anyone, to anyone. These include, but are not necessarily limited to: stupid, idiot, shut up, and other derogatory words and phrases.
On the other hand, it is acknowledged by all occupants of the household that "Goober" is, in fact, a term of endearment.
Posted by: Dia at January 19, 2007 12:06 AM
