When Worlds Collide

Where there’s a will, there’s a Whey! This guy is a piece of work.

Remember the old TV series, The Odd Couple. Well I married Oscar Madison, you know, the slob.

People always comment on how nice the cottage looks. When they visit, as they are exploring, they may say, “Suzanne, what’s down here?”, and I will politely say, “Oh, there’s nothing you want to see down there.” Or up there, or over there, or out there. Wherever Charles is, or has been, you don’t want to go there.

If opposites attract, then Charles and I are very much attracted to one another. If he sees a horizontal surface, he sees it as an invitation to pile a bunch of stuff there.

Today, I came home from work to find a large box from Amazon. Charles was excited, and he opened the box to reveal his new jar of protein powder. If you want to grow muscles, just lift this jar a few times.

He has a habit of leaving bottles of supplements all over the kitchen. I asked where he figured this container was going. This photo demonstrates his misguided idea, and it was quickly squelched.

After this photo was snapped, he put it away. Where? I don’t know. Perhaps it was down there, up there, over there, or out there. I don’t care, it isn’t here.