This post is dedicated to Shanon who passes Simple Life Journey around her office on Monday mornings for a good laugh. Here's to Shanon's office at Austin Peay State University in good ol' Clarksville, Tennessee. Go APSU!
There are certain expectations, or “rules”, women have for men.
And the list goes on and on and on.
I could see all of the wives begin shifting in their seats, leaning forward, like they were preparing for battle. The church became still, a dead calm. From the pulpit I heard the pastor pondering as to why this would be the cause of great strife in marriage. Why couldn’t a woman be so kind as to take care of that small issue for her man? A sweat bead began to form on my lip and brow. The side of my upper lip lifted into a slight snarl. My palms and pits became clammy. I looked down at my sides; two wet rings had taken shape. You know, I might agree with him on other topics such as picking up his socks for him or taking up his dirty dishes to the kitchen sink. I would not love to do these things, however, I would do them. Ohhhhh, but as for the toilet seat issue, I am not sure that my pastor is aware of what can actually take place to a woman when a toilet seat is dangerously left ajar.
My husband must have heard my cries because he was standing at the shower door half dazed and confused.
Because I might not survive almost drowning again.