We All Have Our Thing

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This husband of mine…

Is a patient man…a very…patient man…until it comes to movie previews…don’t know why…but they get on his nerves…

Wants to enter the theater at the last minute…in hopes of avoiding all that comes before the show…
But it’s never late enough…because one of us…loves…the previews…sit back…get settled…see what’s coming soon…

Ignore the groans…the sighs…the oh-no-not-another ones…that echo between chomps of popcorn…not sure why it’s a big deal…but for him…it just is…

And so it is…in life…we all have our thing…that little thing…that for some unexplained reason…gets under…the skin…

That hypothetical your-husband-decides-to eat-Frosted-Flakes-in-bed-while-you’re-trying-to-read kind of thing…thet close your eyes…deep breath…it will pass soon…kind of thing…

And it will…pass soon…be short lived…because it’s a small bowl…we pray it’s a small bowl…and only one bowl…of cereal…

Hypothetically…

And this husband of mine…agrees…
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What’s YOUR thing?