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Venus and Mars

Some days I seriously wonder how a man and woman ever live together in harmony. I look at Vince and I wonder . . how do you ever communicate with anyone and I know he thinks the same thing about me.

The other day, he had used our one phone charger that we have here. We have several chargers in Texas (no phones there though!) and he just bought a new phone and I hope (1) it came with a charger and (2) it’s different than the one I use so I can leave mine somewhere and not have to wonder where he put it.

I got ready to plug my phone in and I asked him where the charger was. “Where it always is!” Well . . that isn’t true because I’ve had it in the kitchen, in the bedroom, on the vanity in my bathroom and plugged into my computer. I had to think to remember the last place I had left it. In the bedroom! Found it and charged the phone.

Then, a couple of nights later, he was already asleep. I quietly went into the bedroom to plug the phone in. No charger. I searched around and he heard me and said “What are you looking for?” I told him “the phone charger”. He said “It’s in there!” OMG. Where is “in there?” Kitchen, living room, bathroom, dining room?? It was 1 a.m. I was sleepy and just wanted to get the phone plugged in and go to bed.

I searched every electric plug and finally found it plugged into his computer on the dining room table. The next morning, I got up, grabbed the phone – dead. I was looking at it like “WHAT?” Vince said “What’s wrong?” I said “my phone didn’t charge”. He said “You plugged it in to my computer which was turned off.”

I never turn my computer off and I didn’t think he did either because half the time, his screen saver doesn’t come on. I said “I didn’t know you ever turned your computer off.” He said “I don’t!”

I wanted to say . . then why the heck is it off the one time I plug my phone into it? But I figured at that point, all that mattered was getting my phone charged and not trying to make sense out of anything that happens around here. I’m sure he has equally ridiculous stories about the things I do . . I guess that’s what makes life interesting around here.

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  1. Buy another charger and be sure it’s PINK and plaster your name all over it. Maybe put neon colored tape on it. Make it so “girly” that Vince will never even think to touch it. Keeping your phone charged is Essential!!

    • I’m hoping his new phone has a different charger and mine will be left alone. Pink would not bother Vince at all. We have probably 6 or more phone chargers at home and I know some are packed and I’ll get to them eventually but . . if I think about it while in town next time, I am going to buy another one. That’s one of those things that it’s too inexpensive to have to search or one.

      • When you get all of the chargers found, perhaps label each one to be in a room? That way, if they wander, you can return it to its home. I’ve labeled some flashlights (rooms) and pocket knives (sailing bag) so I put them back in their place.

        • It works better for me to have one charger in one place and leave it. I don’t need extra cords around everywhere. I can have backup cords in drawers but, under normal circumstances (when Vince is here), I don’t take my phone to the bedroom at night so I leave it in the kitchen on a charger. But, with him not here most of the time, I keep the phone in the bedroom.

          I keep a charger in my car, leave the electric end in the side pocket of the car so if I’m in a hotel, I’ll have it but I use the USB in the car for charging. Before I left, Vince cleaned EVERYTHING out of my car – the charger, my nail file, my dental floss, my hand lotion . . EVERYTHING I need every day.

          Several years ago, we bought flashlights that stay plugged in and if you walk by them at night, the nightlight part of it comes on. They’ve been so great to have and we have about 8 of them so any time one of those is sitting around, I just look for an empty charger. I hope when those quit working, we can find more.