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17 Years of Marriage in One Conversation

By November 11, 2016Blog
17 Years of Marriage

Me: I’m going to ask your opinion in a minute, but I really just want you to agree with me. You don’t have to, but that’s what I want.

Michael: Ok.

Long Pause

Me: I want to throw the comforter away. It’s so old; I’m afraid to wash it. The dry cleaners won’t even take it. They said it will fall apart.

Michael: So don’t wash it.

Me: Dog Puke. Three times. Remember? We can just get a new one. What do you think?

Michael: Ok.

Me: Do you really think it’s ok? You’re not just saying that because I told you to agree with me?


Me: I’m throwing it away.

Days go by.

Me: (Doesn’t throw the comforter away. Washes it and it doesn’t fall apart.)


The End

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