A friend and
I were having coffee yesterday. I made the mistake of asking her how her
weekend went. She turned to me and said, “It went so good, it finally gave me
proof my husband has lost his mind.” Uhm, okay. She then proceeded to tell me what
happened Saturday. She left to do some errands while her husband was out
tinkering in the shed. When she returned home almost 2 hours later, she found him sitting on the front
porch. While she found that odd, she, at first didn’t think much of it as she
pulled into the garage. He followed her into the garage, thumped on the roof of
the car as she was getting out. Then he started telling her all about how she
had locked him out of the house. Which was very bad since there wasn’t any
drinking water to be had and no food. And apparently, worse of all, no bathroom,
which for an older gentleman with prostate problems was a major no-no. As she’s
telling me this, she’s really getting animated – her hands are swinging all
over the place, her voice is getting louder and she got this look in her eye. She
goes on to say, “What’s so bad about having the habit of locking the door when
you leave the house?” She doesn’t even remember doing it that morning, for
heavens sake. And then comes the kicker. Turns out, her husband is forever
locking himself out of the house. Thus, they have a spare key hanging in the
shed. So why, on the one morning she accidentally locks him out, does he not use said
key? Who knows. All I could say, was “Wow, just wow”, as I was trying not to
laugh. Here’s the thing, this is one of those moments in life you will look
back at years later and laugh about. Okay, okay. I know this friend is in her
70’s, thus maybe she will find this funny in a few months not years. She and
her husband, in some cozy moment, will look into each other’s eyes and say “Remember
when (I/you) locked (you/me) out?”
And
both will break out into fits of giggles. But why wait? Why be upset over
something so stupid and petty even for such a short time? Things happen, no
malice was intended, no harm was done. Sometimes it’s best to just let somethings
slide. As I once heard – Don’t sweat the petty stuff, don’t pet the sweaty stuff.
Laugh now, tomorrow is never a given…
A friend and
I were having coffee yesterday. I made the mistake of asking her how her
weekend went. She turned to me and said, “It went so good, it finally gave me
proof my husband has lost his mind.” Uhm, okay. She then proceeded to tell me what
happened Saturday. She left to do some errands while her husband was out
tinkering in the shed. When she returned home almost 2 hours later, she found him sitting on the front
porch. While she found that odd, she, at first didn’t think much of it as she
pulled into the garage. He followed her into the garage, thumped on the roof of
the car as she was getting out. Then he started telling her all about how she
had locked him out of the house. Which was very bad since there wasn’t any
drinking water to be had and no food. And apparently, worse of all, no bathroom,
which for an older gentleman with prostate problems was a major no-no. As she’s
telling me this, she’s really getting animated – her hands are swinging all
over the place, her voice is getting louder and she got this look in her eye. She
goes on to say, “What’s so bad about having the habit of locking the door when
you leave the house?” She doesn’t even remember doing it that morning, for
heavens sake. And then comes the kicker. Turns out, her husband is forever
locking himself out of the house. Thus, they have a spare key hanging in the
shed. So why, on the one morning she accidentally locks him out, does he not use said
key? Who knows. All I could say, was “Wow, just wow”, as I was trying not to
laugh. Here’s the thing, this is one of those moments in life you will look
back at years later and laugh about. Okay, okay. I know this friend is in her
70’s, thus maybe she will find this funny in a few months not years. She and
her husband, in some cozy moment, will look into each other’s eyes and say “Remember
when (I/you) locked (you/me) out?” And
both will break out into fits of giggles. But why wait? Why be upset over
something so stupid and petty even for such a short time? Things happen, no
malice was intended, no harm was done. Sometimes it’s best to just let somethings
slide. As I once heard – Don’t sweat the petty stuff, don’t pet the sweaty stuff.
Laugh now, tomorrow is never a given…
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