We're nowhere near the narrow part of the rat tail. We still have lobster porn, renewable navel lint energy, "school me on sackcloth," and Bruckner 9th completion arguments. Oh, and there could eventually be motorcycle topics discussed. Maybe.
Depends on the equipment, some you keep around for sentimental reasons even after it's no longer truly useful.
Trying to decide if comparing a spouse to a 79 Camaro on blocks in the front yard is a worthy venture.. "Yeah Darryl I'll tell ya. She ran like hell when she was new but now the rear end's shot, she's got a wicked leak comin' from somewhere, and that timing belt screams like hell."
As long as she isn't remotely close to being able to hear it and Darryl is a good enough pal to never tell her...absolutely!
My response was going to be that when it's over you can go out in the rain without a raincoat. How many other ways can this be said?
Life has been more stressful since the change began but after many years we have now been employing a system that has been working well for about a year. We have separate bedrooms, located about 3 miles apart. It helps keep the peace and we are getting along better than we have in years. I have the house, she lives in an over-63 building which seems to be mostly widows. It works well having our own places to get away from one another. If she's not in the mood for my shit she can just go home, problem solved.
I've been relatively lucky, my wife's been going thru it for a few years now and she hasn't been too bad. None of the crazy hormonal swing stuff like bursting into tears out of the blue. Not too bad on the temperature swings either other than she's a furnace in bed now and doesn't want much for covers. So she throws them over onto me, then I wake up hot.
Thank fuck. I get it now. I was halfway down the second page and still had no damn idea what this thread was about.
