For Better Or Worse - Part I

In 1980 DH and I began our life of married bliss. I brushed up on my homemaking skills every chance I had to impress the man. We were both on the neat freakish side of keeping our little condo sparkling clean. DH, of course, was a little more neat freakish than yours truly. He went as far as having all desk pencils sharpened and facing the same direction :) . He could also walk into any room blindfolded and find exactly what he needed; well, maybe he'd only have to remove his contact lenses or glasses as his vision was about 20/400. Back then he wore contacts to work and would make his own saline soluition from distilled water and salt tablets. One day, after being married for about four months, I saw dh get out a gallon jug of water from the hallway closet. I asked what he needed it for ... that's when he said, " to make contact lens solution" ... that's also when I informed him I had been filling it up at the tap and adding liquid plantfood for sometime. Soon afterwards, I got on the same page with dh and no longer mixed the twain. I told him that someday he would look back at my foible and laugh about the incident. Maybe tonight is a good night to bring up the subject again ... Remember when, Honey .........
Photo: Yours truly and DH Fall of 1981 ... yes, that's a maternity top!