Wise Friend.
I have a highly educated friend working in garden maintenance. He asked me to join him for two weeks. I wanted to do some physical work. I accepted.
We joke with quizzing customers about both us having masters and somehow having become blue-collar workers.
Wow Friend,
How do you cope with the physical work?
Wise Friend,
Gosh! It is hot and hard! At the end of each day, I’m tired and euphoric, intoxicated with feeling great. I love being outside, and I love hard physical work.
Wow Friend,
Shall I envy you?
Wise Friend,
Yes, please do!
We chitchat a lot. My friend mentioned that one little conversation back at home becomes the obsession for a man if he works alone and nobody distracts him. This is the risk of men doing manual work by themselves. He returns home emotionally worked up. Sensitive to extreme he demands assurance to rebuild his trust. The wife resents it.
I attended a book club today. Mainly women. I repeated to them what he told me. You should have heard them. This is what they said:
“Women are extremely good at making an elephant out of a fly inside their heads.”
“It’s a myth that women don’t obsess on small comments and gestures.”
“They speak with all their girlfriends, and they expect full support for the ‘seriousness’ of the issue. If the friend tried to shake them up, to check their priorities, the anger would be endless.”
“Back home, she lashes out emotionally.”
I was speechless. Did you know that? How clueless am I?
Wow Friend,
Somehow, yes. How is it in your home?
Wis Friend,
Sometimes, we both lash out. We take turns. Probably, it depends on who obsessed that very day. You don’t want to be a witness. Thank God, we love each other.
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