The hymns were playing in the car as John set to wash it . He wanted to listen to them as he washed the car. It would give him a good feeling.
His wife was looking on as she washed the laundry. She had noticed that while he remembered to wash his old car every weekend, he had not done anything to hers which was left parked outside the house under a tree.
All that he was interested was to sell it off as soon as possible, irregardless to whom or what better bargain he could get. Perhaps, he was lazy to take care of it.
Later, he felt guilty about not helping with the housework. He wanted to vacuum the house. He looked for the vacuum cleaner but could not find it. He started to complain about his wife keeping it away. Why complain about a tidy wife, you might wonder. It was just that he preferred things to be put where he could see them, which meant that he could not care less having the whole house cluttered. His wife had tripped over the long hose of the vacuum cleaner and nearly fell the other day. It had made walking in the small kitchen hard. There was not a storeroom to put all his gadgets and tools, so he used part of the kitchen to put his things.
After all the complains, he got tired and went to sleep. The house remained un-vacuumed. Who wanted him to do the job anyway, better to get it done myself, thought the wife. After all these years, she had learnt to be self-reliant. There was not much to be communicated between them now. Each had their own thoughts and the wife had given up hope of ever coming to any agreement with him. She had learnt to plan and take care of her own affairs. It had been made clear to her quite some time ago that that was what he intended to do, but she always seemed to forget about it. He had always wanted to drop his responsibility but could not because of his parents. He was afraid of his parents.
The wife, on the other hand, was getting herself mentally prepared for his abandonment. She had to stay on until the children were old enough. It was not a matter of forgiving him or not. It was letting her husband free because he had revealed he was tired of the relationship. He was tired of keeping up to her standards, of which she regarded the lowest among all good people. He wanted to go back to his old lifestyle. However, it was going to be unfair to the wife. What would others have thought, she questioned herself. Others would have thought she could not forgive him for his vain self, his failures, and his bad habits. Yes, she found him hypocritical but she could forgive him for that too. Now, it is him who wants out. However, he is not telling that to his friends. How am I going to tolerate this anymore, she wondered.
His wife was looking on as she washed the laundry. She had noticed that while he remembered to wash his old car every weekend, he had not done anything to hers which was left parked outside the house under a tree.
All that he was interested was to sell it off as soon as possible, irregardless to whom or what better bargain he could get. Perhaps, he was lazy to take care of it.
Later, he felt guilty about not helping with the housework. He wanted to vacuum the house. He looked for the vacuum cleaner but could not find it. He started to complain about his wife keeping it away. Why complain about a tidy wife, you might wonder. It was just that he preferred things to be put where he could see them, which meant that he could not care less having the whole house cluttered. His wife had tripped over the long hose of the vacuum cleaner and nearly fell the other day. It had made walking in the small kitchen hard. There was not a storeroom to put all his gadgets and tools, so he used part of the kitchen to put his things.
After all the complains, he got tired and went to sleep. The house remained un-vacuumed. Who wanted him to do the job anyway, better to get it done myself, thought the wife. After all these years, she had learnt to be self-reliant. There was not much to be communicated between them now. Each had their own thoughts and the wife had given up hope of ever coming to any agreement with him. She had learnt to plan and take care of her own affairs. It had been made clear to her quite some time ago that that was what he intended to do, but she always seemed to forget about it. He had always wanted to drop his responsibility but could not because of his parents. He was afraid of his parents.
The wife, on the other hand, was getting herself mentally prepared for his abandonment. She had to stay on until the children were old enough. It was not a matter of forgiving him or not. It was letting her husband free because he had revealed he was tired of the relationship. He was tired of keeping up to her standards, of which she regarded the lowest among all good people. He wanted to go back to his old lifestyle. However, it was going to be unfair to the wife. What would others have thought, she questioned herself. Others would have thought she could not forgive him for his vain self, his failures, and his bad habits. Yes, she found him hypocritical but she could forgive him for that too. Now, it is him who wants out. However, he is not telling that to his friends. How am I going to tolerate this anymore, she wondered.
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