EPISODE 740 A SHOCKING NOTE SENT TO ME TODAY…SCARED ME
alan skeoch
Feb 13, 2023
Came home to an empty house today. Not completely empty for our dog Woody
was curled up in his bed. Was I expected to take him for a walk? No!
Pulled a chair up to the kitchen counter and began to eat banana and fruit
lunch that Marjorie left for me. Nosed through the paper. Totally at
ease with the world.
Then I noticed the brief hand written note on the table.
“WHERE IS THE LIFE I HAVE LED,?
WHERE IS IT NOW?
TOTALLY DEAD
WHERE IS THE FUN I USED TO FIND?
WHERE IS IT NOW ?
GONE WITH THE WIND.”
Just a a short note from Marjorie My wife of 60 years.
What a shock. I had no idea she was so unhappy.
The lunch dishes had been placed in the sink for Marjorie to wash.
I had not been a perfect husband. Let her do
the housework…not some but all of the housework for sixty years
That includes making all the meals, handing them to me as I read the paper
or watched the Super Bowl or just sat there waiting for food and drink to
be put in my hands.
Not only did Marjorie make all the meals
Marjorie also washed all the dishes
-initially she feared i would break them (which was true early in our marriage)
She did everything else as well…washing , vacuuming, shopping, bedding,
You name it, she did it
And that included raising the boys.
I was some use on that score however. Entertainment. Made wooden fire engine life size
held 10 kids…did stuff like that. Things I liked doing. Self centred stuff.
Why did she write this note?
“WHERE IS THE FUN WE USED TO HAVE
TOTALLY DEAD”
What did this mean. Sixty years of an unhappy marriage? Why
would Marjorie tell me now. Maybe Better wash these dishes
before she gets home. What else can I do to repair the marriage?
Not much. I do not know how to start the washing machine, drier
or vacuum. “Sorry Marjorie I am left handed and everything
is in reverse for me.” To which she responds often, “Then I better
do it … you’ll burn the house down so do not ever touch the
stove.”
“GONE WITH THE WIND”
Why would she write this? I thought she ws OK with my imperfections.
I wonder if it’s too late for me to buy some roses for Valentines Day
tomorrow? Years ago I bought some plastic roses at Woolworths
and she handed them back to me. That ended any effort to be
romantic.
Then the door opened.
“Is that you Marjorie?”
“Did you eat your lunch?”
“I did…and found this note….whar does ir mean?”
“What note?”
“This one…your handwriting…says something about our
marriage being ‘TOTALLY DEAD’”
“Oh that …not a note ….”
“Then what is it? A lawyers letter?”
“No…(laughing)…those are the words from the movie Kismet
where Howard Keele is pleading with Kathryn Grayson….I wrote
them down as he sang on the TV.”
“Well, I thought they were real.”
“And what did you do?”
“I washed up my lunch dish.”
“Fine (laughter)…Don’t touch the stove…afraid you’ll burn he house down.”
SO LIFE HAS RETURNED TO NORMAL
alan