Thursday, May 21, 2009
Another marriage conversation: "You know whose fault this is?"
The Scene: Our home
The Players: My husband John and me
Background info: I voted for Obama. John didn't.
John calling to me from our bathroom: Robbie, did you pick up my prescriptions?
John: Where are they?
Me: On the bathroom counter in the bag.
(A few minutes pass)
John: Robbie, did you get all my medicine?
Me as I go to bathroom: Yes, they're in the bag.
John: My Atenolol is not in there.
Me: It's in those blue package things. They don't put them in the bottle anymore.
John: What? No.
Me: You have to punch them out.
John inspects new packaging: No. I don't like this at all.
Me: It's just different packaging. The pills are the same.
John: I don't like it! I don't like change.
Me laughing: Life is hard.
John: I am going to punch them out and put them in my old bottle.
Me laughing: Seriously?
John: Yes. I don't like change.
Me: Okay,honey. Whatever makes you happy.
John: You know why they did this don't you?
Me: Uh, no, I don't.
John. One word. Obama.