3.14.2006

Maturity such as it is

Our house is pretty open. Not a single enclosed hallway in the place. All bedrooms open into the front room (TV Room? Family Room? Where is the definition of such things?). Still, DearWife sometimes thinks that means there is an intercom system that sends her voice directly to me wherever she is and whatever we're doing.

She's upstairs in the bedroom, and I'm at the sink running water? Same voice as if she were standing next to me. In the past, I would get irritated, and increase volume in an annoyed fashion. This didn't really help, because even then she wouldn't hear me. I tried once or twice to move physically closer to her, in an attempt to hear what she's saying. But then I'd get irritated that I was going to her when she can't speak loud enough so I can hear.

At this point I should say that I never do this to her.

So now, I have what I think is my final and best solution. I mumble nonwords. I'll hear "Honey, asdkh etih asggh eeeatrhg?" And I'll answer "Mxyzptlk honey, Mxyzptlk."

And you know what? She's satisfied with the answer.

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

This really isn't a logistics problem, it is more of a processing issue.

You should, of course, have intuited that she would be speaking to you from across the house and moved to an area with better reception.

Afterall, we know you are wired for sound with that baby monitor. You may need to expand the network to additional rooms and carry the receiver on your belt.

Wha, wha, wha, wha, wha, wha . . .

Muskyboy said...

When my wife does the screaming from one part of the house to another I refer to it as "cackling"...right after she comes down and smacks me upside the head she usually shuts up for a few minutes. Then calls me an Ass and goes back to what she was doing.

Kelsgarden said...

a side effect of fishing too much and not bringing her coffee in bed perhaps . . .

you have apparently frozen your intuitive receptors off in all that cold water . . .

Unknown said...

See but what you're missing is she's probably asking something along the lines of, "Is it OK if I order that $200 pair of jeans?" and she hears, "Yes dear, that would be great, as a matter of fact why don't you use my credit card?"