Difference Happens

Hello my bloggie friends! If any of you are in need of a laugh, this blog is for you. As you can see I titled it "Difference Happens." Now, I am sure in your perfect households you never have any differences that raise anyone's blood pressure. Team Utzig is far from perfect and to prove it I thought I would share how our Thursday of this past week went:

It is 10:45 a.m., a fairly nice day, so I thought I would get the long lawn mowed. Now, I wanted to do this for a few reasons: good excercise, weather forecast for the weekend was not so great, parents coming (want the place to look nice), and so my hard-working hubby wouldn't have to do it. Once in the garage, with the mower's gas tank filled, it was time to check the oil. Yep, it needed oil. Now, where's the oil? It's not where it usually is on the shelf of the tool chest. Let'see is it over here? Over there? In this corner? In the laundry room? It was then I remembered that Mark mowed last and perhaps put the oil in a different location...not the tool chest!

Sooo, since I was downstairs checking the laundry room for the oil anyway (now, why it would be there I don't know, but hey, I was checking EVERYWHERE!!) I figured I would grab Mark's office phone to call and ask him where he left it. Finally, after a few minutes of me running around the garage looking in his various possible spots, we discovered it. Of course, on the floor...in the corner...next to the brooms & shovels...now, why didn't I think of that!

Finally, with the oil found and the mower ready to mow, I start. I glance at my watch, it was 11:10. The dog had a vet/groomer appointment at noon. Why couldn't Mark have put the oil back where it was SUPPOSED to be, I wasted almost a half hour! Now, I gotta hurry to get the lawn done before noon. Well, I came close to having it completed, yet had to stop to get the dog to the appointment on time. (The OILLLLL!!!!) When I got back home, the lawn was completed and I was a fairly happy girl.

Fast forward to Thursday night. Mark is in his office working and needed his phone. Where is it? "Mary?" "Sam?" "Does anyone know where the office phone is?" It was at that moment I thought "Hum, I remember putting it on the van bumper, after my call with Mark was done that morning." (OIL!!!) "I couldn't possibly have left it there?" After both Mark and I searched the garage, the house, the driveway, I had a flashback. The scary kind. After picking the dog up from the groomers at 2:30 I remembered seeing something in the middle of the road. It couldn't possibly be his phone??? Or could it?? I head out with the car, in the dark, and yep, there it was, in the middle of the street...in pieces from being hit by cars a few times.

I slink back home with the puzzle of a phone and hand it to Mark. He's not to happy since he needs that one for the morning's conference call (has best speaker on it for hands-free talking) and stomps off to Target to try to find another one. All because the OIL wasn't in the correct (meaning my) spot!

So, why share this story with you? One, when my parents were visiting us yesterday we shared it with them and they rolled with laughter. We thought you could use a good laugh too. Second, to show that yes, sometimes Men are from Mars and Women from Venus. Third, to realize that, as the bumper sticker above states "Difference Happens." Our church handed these out a few months ago when our pastor had a series on marriage. Yes, difference does happen. Yet, I am still glad I have the mate I do to travel this life journey with. He isn't perfect, and neither am I. I need to remember this always and be thankful God lead us together...even on the "Difference" days. But please, just don't move the OIL!!!!