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Wow. Are we in trouble in the Lewis household.
I’ve told you before that my husband, computer analyst and general figure-everything-out-and-fix-it-person, had a couple of strokes in the past couple of years. This has resulted in some interesting situations.
I’m the original use-it-but-don’t-understand-how-it-works person. I’m fine as long as something works. When it is throwing a fit, spewing water, smoking, or is simply on strike, I have no patience. My eyes glaze over and what few brain cells I had leave.
The touching/interesting situation this morning was that my husband came into the office and told me that he had moved the laundry load from the washer to the dryer and had loaded the washer again, but couldn’t get it to start.
“Touching ” because I really appreciate his recent efforts to pitch in and help me do things around the house. “Interesting” because I have shown him how to start the washer 5 or 6 times now and he really has trouble grasping it. Add “grateful” because he isn’t angry about it, just quietly came and asked for help. Add “melting” because he’s my favorite man in the world and I’m still trying to adjust to our role reversal.
I showed him, talking him through it, having him push the buttons as we decided which ones to push, and had him wait with me as the machine changed from ‘add garment’ to the ‘lock’ icon which shows you’re in business.
I then hugged him and thanked him for his help.
This is the same man who gave up on trying to explain “quantum computing” to me after we heard a news item on TV last night…
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I must show hubby how to use ours!
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Great idea! Mine has always been appreciative that his clothes just ‘magically’ get clean and folded and back in the drawer by themselves. Lately he is actively trying to help me, and I really love it.
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Mine get folded up behind the sofa, I struggle to carry things upstairs. X
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We now fold and put things in a laundry basket. Then, when we take it upstairs, we put the basket up two steps, step up one, then move the basket again until we’re at the top. That saves our backs, plus eliminates the worry over losing our balance. Thanks for writing, Christine. Much appreciated.
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Well love grows and a person evolves . Nice post
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Thanks. I’m “evolving” as fast as I can. :0)
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Both of you are .😀
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:0)
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