Today the Salvation Army came to our house and picked up my wife’s old car that has been sitting in our driveway for the past few years. I’m sure the neighbors are relieved that the white trash index variable on our street went down a few points with that event. (Maybe that’s why they haven’t been able to sell the house next to us for the past 2 years. hmm….)
Here’s our conversation about the event:
Wife: They came and picked up the Prelude.
Me: Cool! Are you sad?
Wife: (pause, thinking)
Wife: Yeah, I guess I am. I hadn’t thought of it. Yes I am sad.
Me: Maybe you should go take a picture of it before they drive it away.
Wife: Yeah. Where’s the camera? (i tell her). I’ll be right back.
Me: Give it a kiss goodbye, too!
(a few minutes later)
Wife: K, I took a picture. But I didn’t give it a kiss.
Me: That probably was a good idea.