Unsalted

You gotta love married life. Because if you don’t, you’ll end up on trial for murder with the burden of explaining to a jury of your peers why you left a man hanging by his toes. Relationships are a constant unyielding mix of ups, downs, highs and lows like no other and when you add in the two kids life’s dull moments are few and far between in my world.

This brings me to today’s mini tale. A few weeks ago I was sitting on the couch in the living room as my husband rummaged through the cabinets in the kitchen. After some time, he makes the following statement: “We are almost out of salt.”

I know this is not true because salt is one of those things I buy almost in bulk. When I get salt I get no less than three containers but generally six. I have enough salt to survive the apocalypse at any given time. But I digress. The following conversation then takes place.

“Hunny, I’m sure we have some salt.”

“No we don’t, I looked and we don’t have any outside what little is in the shaker.”

“But…”

“Nope, I’ve looked everywhere in the cabinets. There’s no containers of salt and the shaker is almost empty.”

I sigh and say, “Okay, well pick some up on your way home tomorrow.”

*Next Day*

I hear the soft tinkling of the salt shaker before my husband says, “Man, the salt is really low now.”

“Did you pick some up?”

“No.”

I sit in stunned silence but say nothing more.

This repeats itself for two more days before my husband goes in the kitchen to cook something for dinner so he’s pulling spices out, sitting them on the counter doing his husband about to cook food for the family kind of thing when I hear the sounds of discovery.

“Hey Baby, there is salt in here.”

“You don’t say.”

“Yup, there’s an almost full container of salt in here so I don’t need to go to the store and get some like you asked me to.”

I let out a soft sounding ummhmm and the expression on my daughters face is priceless. (The Sprite has a face almost as expressive as her mother’s… we’d make horrible poker players and  spies) She’s been watching this whole thing play out over several days and I can tell she’s moments away from saying “but isn’t that what mommy said about the salt a few days ago?” so I put my finger to my lips in the universal signal for shhhh and just let him live in the happy place where there’s plenty of salt and he didn’t have to go to the store because I thought we were out.

Life is indeed what you make of it. Sometimes it’s best to stay silent, take the highroad and smile.

23 comments

  1. This is SO FUNNY because it sounds like it could happen right here in my own home. Things just magically get replaced here in the cabinets as well 😉

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  2. Stories like this are always interesting. I’m confused why one doesn’t just say where there’s more. It’s always good to have a working communicating relationship.

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  3. Hahaha too funny!!!!! I’m the one on my relationship never being able to find things lol… it is what it is I guess lol

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    1. I think you are on to something there, Stephanie! It’s almost as if they need the object they are looking for to jump up and scream “I’m here!!!” while blinking surrounded by lights lol.

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  4. Ha! That’s too funny! My hubby will stand with the refrigerator open and look for ketchup for 10 minutes. lol “It’s in there. It’s in the door.” Some days he finds it. Some days he doesn’t. Gotta love ’em!

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