Lucky
“I think Julie is pretty…..” Sorry, got lost mid-sentence. That’s a true statement but not complete. “I think Julie is pretty darned lucky to have me!”
Oh, it’s not that I’m good looking. Sometimes I stand behind her as she’s fixing her hair and it scares me. I look at our reflection in the mirror and wonder “What does she see in me? I know what I see in her but what does she see in me? I certainly wouldn’t want to snuggle up with myself.” I guess women are weird and not too picky.
It’s not that I’m wealthy. I assume that is a true statement. She keeps the books, pays the bills and manages our savings. I don’t know our net worth. I never worry about these things and depend on her.
It’s not that I'm much help around the house. She plans the menus and does most of the cooking -- and cleaning -- and reminding me when it’s time to do routine maintenance and chores such as taking out the compost and the trash. Recently, she asked if she could post a comment on my blog to remind me to fix the paper towel holder. It had been broken less than a week. What was the rush?
I’m not the life of the party. Last Saturday night at the barbecue, I met a man and was talking with him. Julie came over and introduced herself. He forgot I was there. He ignored me as he talked with Julie.
I could list several more negatives about myself, but let me tell you why Julie is lucky to have me. “I sit.“ Yes, that’s right. When I use restroom, I sit.
It started when I was single and lazy, before I became married and lazy. I learned very quickly that I didn’t like cleaning the bathroom and did everything I could to keep it clean. Sitting seemed like a smart thing to do.
Julie never asks me to clean the bathroom and, out of consideration for her, I continue my practice of sitting.
Yep, Julie is lucky to have me – but not nearly as lucky as I am to have her!
Oh, it’s not that I’m good looking. Sometimes I stand behind her as she’s fixing her hair and it scares me. I look at our reflection in the mirror and wonder “What does she see in me? I know what I see in her but what does she see in me? I certainly wouldn’t want to snuggle up with myself.” I guess women are weird and not too picky.
It’s not that I’m wealthy. I assume that is a true statement. She keeps the books, pays the bills and manages our savings. I don’t know our net worth. I never worry about these things and depend on her.
It’s not that I'm much help around the house. She plans the menus and does most of the cooking -- and cleaning -- and reminding me when it’s time to do routine maintenance and chores such as taking out the compost and the trash. Recently, she asked if she could post a comment on my blog to remind me to fix the paper towel holder. It had been broken less than a week. What was the rush?
I’m not the life of the party. Last Saturday night at the barbecue, I met a man and was talking with him. Julie came over and introduced herself. He forgot I was there. He ignored me as he talked with Julie.
I could list several more negatives about myself, but let me tell you why Julie is lucky to have me. “I sit.“ Yes, that’s right. When I use restroom, I sit.
It started when I was single and lazy, before I became married and lazy. I learned very quickly that I didn’t like cleaning the bathroom and did everything I could to keep it clean. Sitting seemed like a smart thing to do.
Julie never asks me to clean the bathroom and, out of consideration for her, I continue my practice of sitting.
Yep, Julie is lucky to have me – but not nearly as lucky as I am to have her!
posted by Paul at 8:33 AM
8 Comments:
My name is Julie, and my Husband sits also. Bless you! Sure makes cleaning up the potty easier!
Paul, we have more in common than I thought. I sit - and for the same reasons.
Bet you don't have dual flush
I never heard of guys sitting until I watched Jack Nicholson in "About Schmidt." I must say, it wasn't meant to make him look thoughtful and tidy, but defeated and emasculated. So far, I still stand, but I do clean my own bathroom.
that helps puts thing into perspective- you and my husband may have several things in common.
Sitting makes a HUGE difference in the cleaning department. I found it makes me healthier too; by making me take a minute to relax.
My brothers have loud verbal arguments about standing or sitting just because it is such a fun topic.
Paul did you get my email?
I'll be damned! I always wondered what brought this diverse group of men together and now I know....we all SIT! This deserves a study and an article in the Lancet!
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