I told you all last night in “Just Restin” that I’m in a coastin’ mood. So today I’m postin’ a selection from FB three years ago. Enjoy.
I had known Sammy most of a school year before I married him, so I guess I should not have been surprised to find a few little flaws in him after a few years of marriage. One of the most serious was that he would pull his tee-shirts off over his head and arms leaving them (the shirts, not the arms) turned inside out for the laundry. The laundry was no problem. I had caught on to the bit about having to wash clothes for the family. But turning those shirts right-side out! That bugged me for years. Finally I decided to quit fighting it; I took those shirts as an opportunity to pray and be thankful for him. So I did that – thinking out a sentence prayer of need and thankfulness each time I turned a shirt. That part of the experience didn’t last long. I guess the devil decided it wasn’t worth his time, God decided to move me on to more important things, or I successfully humbled myself to deal with the problem. I don’t know when I forgot the whole issue; however, I moved on. I find it kind of funny now that I notice I just fold them wrong-side out! He’s happy with that; I’m happy with that.
I gotta go, dear readers, Sammy is putting his laundry in the machine. “Sammy, there are only five socks there. That means one is under the sofa or left in a shoe, or somewhere. Look for it. Remember, even number for socks in laundry. Come on, darlin’, even number. Odd number means one is missing. You’re a math teacher, for goodness sake. Odd numbers, even numbers. Socks equals even number. Got it yet?”