And Then It Was Friday (standard:humor, 901 words)
Author: Godspenman	Added: May 11 2019	Views/Reads: 1402/1055	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
Like many people, I try planning and arranging my week so I can accomplish as much as possible.

Like many people, I try planning and arranging my week so I can
accomplish as much as possible. 

For example, the Gracious Mistress of the Parsonage on Monday morning
hands me her “honey-do-list” to complete by the end of the week. When 
she hands it to me, I smile and underneath that list I have concealed 
from her my “to-do-list.” 

It is not that I ignore her list... well, maybe I do. But, I don't do it
on purpose... well, maybe I do. 

I have a priority with my “to-do-list” and most times forget about hers.


Through the years, I have become an expert at making excuses about why
her “honey-do-list” has not been fully completed by me on time. If 
there is an excuse to be found anywhere in the room, I have it in my 
pocket. 

Most of the time I get away with it. I am not bragging here, although I
lean slightly in that direction. But I have my own things I need to do 
for the week. 

If I do not write down my “to-do-list,” I will never remember what I am
supposed to be doing. I have a good memory, but I am saving it for when 
I am older and I will need more memory. Of course, by that time I will 
forget everything I have remembered. 

When it comes to memory, my wife beats the band. She remembers
everything that has ever happened. Even those things that, from my 
opinion, never happened. 

Quite often, she starts a conversation by saying, “Do you remember
when...” 

Then she goes on with a story that for the life of me I cannot remember.
Instead of embarrassing myself, I go along with it and tell her, “Oh, 
yes I remember that.” 

It is easier to go along than to cause any kind of friction. I have no
advantage in contradicting any story that she might be telling. So far, 
I've gotten away with it, I'm happy to say. 

That is, until once when telling a story she said, “Do you remember the
name of that person?” 

At the time, I did not know if it was a trick question to see if I am
really paying attention or if she did not remember. I am going with the 
former because of all the years I have known her I cannot remember 
anything that she has ever forgotten. 

Forgetting at times can be a blessing. If someone does something against
you and hurts your feelings, the best thing to do is to move ahead and 
forget it. 

Probably the worst area to forget anything is with your wife. It is not
that I intentionally forget, it is just that I forget. 

I go into a panic when she says, “Do you remember...” Because I probably
have forgotten what she's talking about at the time. 

Another problem I have is my attention span. When my wife begins a long
story, it is very difficult for me to pay close attention. By the time 
she's into the middle of her story, I'm thinking of something on my 
“to-do-list.” 

She can tell me a story 17 times and I'm always hearing it for the very
first time. 

After finishing one of her stories, the friends listening, turned to me
and said, “Is that what really happened?” 

What am I to say? As long as they don't ask me to verify certain
elements of that story, I can go ahead and say, “Yes, as best as I 
remember, that's how it happened.” 


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