I should know better than to tease the lovely wife. This month we are having our 33rd anniversary and one would think I would have learned something after all this time.
Apparently not, or at least not enough.
It started when my wife forgot her purse at a party . . . in the next state over. Our friends found the purse and figured out how to get it to us. One of our mutual friends works in the next town over so he brought the purse to work with him and we picked it up there.
Then we go to a Christmas concert. As we are driving home, my wife remembers she left her purse under her chair. I turn the car around and we get back in time to retrieve it. Of course, like any husband, I tease her about it -perhaps a bit too much.
Soon after, I lose my wallet. We were supposed to go out and I could not find it. I search all my pockets and check every place I might have left it. It was at the point where I was searching the washing machine to see if I washed it.
Fortunately, I know a bit about how the universe works. I sit down at my office chair. My wife is in the next room through the open door. I very loudly proclaim. “I’M SORRY FOR TEASING YOU ABOUT YOUR PURSE! I’M VERY SORRY!”
Just then happen to glance over at the books on my desk. Somehow my wallet had slid down between the books. I could just barely see the side of it.
I used that wallet to take my wife to dinner. After all, I had to. The universe is on her side.