Please follow
this link after reading the following events of this morning ....
The hubby and I had a similar thing happen this morning ...
Except OURS revolved around him standing in the driveway, with a bogged down snow blower and a partially shredded bag of trash (diapers included) that had been tossed off-offhandedly into the driveway, rather than carried the additional 8 feet to the garbage can ....
He actually told me that he stood there, and was angry for a moment because he
did not know who to blame ...
hmmmm, let's see ....
Really? Blame? Really? Could blame be justly applied here? Maybe I am being unfair?
Let's be fair, shall we?
Let's think....
Maybe it was because of ....
ME -- because I asked him "hon, can you please take out the garbage and the compost bin?"
or well, maybe, it was because of ....
HIM -- because it was waaaay too much expectation to assume that TWO things could get done simultaneously ... let's see ... let's "man think" for a moment shall we? ... "I cannot believe that she asked me to do TWO things. Not ONE ... but TWO. (Insert various groans, whines, and squeaks) ... Well, I could dump the compost bin right here by the back door because it is so hard to walk out back and dump it in the pile ... but drat, she might notice it if I dumped it all right here in the driveway. Oh! OH! But OH! I can take the compost out back and dump it, and I can throw the bag over there and get it some other time because it would SAVE SO MUCH TIME if I did not have to walk the bag over to the can!" Picture garbage bag being dropped in the driveway, 6 feet from back door, and 8 feet from the garbage can. Because it was dropped in the driveway, this erases it's need to be dealt with at all, right? Right?
Next ... picture it snowing all night long.
hmmmm, had it only had not snowed, covering up his thus-ly erased from the universe, full garbage bag.
So obviously, in the end, it was all my fault, because I asked him to do TWO things instead of, hmmm, ZERO?
