gossip

Yesterday I mentioned gossip. It is a funny thing, gossip .It sure seems harmless but it certainly takes on a life of its own sometimes. I was down at the church one afternoon and the ladies were complaining (mostly good-naturedly) about their husbands. I was wishing I could join the conversation, but my dear Ron is such a perfect husband I had nothing to complain about. ( Just so you know, I was trying to find a way to type that last sentence sarcastically, but I couldn't find a sarcastic font so I decided to go with italics, but I really wanted sarcastic.) Anyway, as the conversation went on I tried to come up with something. Finally I settled on how he puts dishes in the sink. See, I have lovely heavy ceramic dishes my son Brian got me for Christmas one year. Unfortunately we also have a ceramic finish sink. When Ron puts a plate in the sink he just sets it on top of anything else that might also be in the sink, the result being, I have an awful lot of chipped dishes. I told those ladies I must have told him a thousand times not to balance plates on other things but to place them carefully underneath so they cannot fall off and get chipped .It just drives me crazy when he does that! I was so excited that I managed to come up with a story about my otherwise wonderful, perfect husband so I could fit in with the ladies. They laughed and told even more stories about their spouses. However......... Sunday when I got to church someone, not one of the ladies I'd told that fascinating story to, took me aside and whispered, "I'm so sorry your marriage is in trouble. Call me if you need someone to talk to." When Ron got home from church later that day he asked me, "Hey, we're not getting divorced or anything are we?" "No", I assured him, "Why?"
"Oh, one of the guys told me you were thinking about leaving me. Figured I might want to check in with you about that."
 "No, we're good"
"OK."
Pretty heavy drama.