No Words

27 Jan

Back in September, 2016, The Squire put a piece of PVC pipe in the linen closet to hang up all of the spray bottles.  During dinner yesterday he spilled gravy on a white polo shirt, and asked me what to use to keep it from getting stained.

I told him we had several types of laundry pre-wash,  and made a “squeezing” motion with my hand. He trotted into the bathroom with the shirt, and when he returned he remarked, “It’s a good thing we understand each other.”

Sometimes, when you’ve been married as long as we have, there are no words necessary.

3 Responses to “No Words”

  1. AJ January 27, 2020 at 4:53 pm #

    I’m always amazed by how my mom can get what my dad is saying when he leaves half the words out

    • thisendoftheswamp January 28, 2020 at 8:48 pm #

      Most of spend more time with our spouses than we did with our parents or siblings. After a while, you don’t really need words.

  2. tiggerlyss January 27, 2020 at 6:25 pm #

    That is why I admire your marriage to the Squire. Each of you completes the other.

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