A whole year has gone by since my husband, Couponman, retired. Only seems like three!
I’m looking for something I’ve misplaced, and he’s following behind me.
I’m cooking something (okay, this one not so often), and he’s there lifting the lid and taking a taste.
I’m picking up in some room, and he’s close by in another room unpicking it up.
I’m eating some breakfast, and he’s already asking what we’re (notice the “we’re”) planning for dinner. I can see he’s thinking reservations and flipping through his coupon book.
I’m talking to someone on the phone, and he’s joining in the conversation. It’s really difficult to sneak in a complaint about a husband when he’s there.
I’m watching something on television, and he’s flipping channels with the remote. Oops, that one is me.
I’m relaxing somewhat and he’s reporting, doing the other thing he does so well. On the weather, the price of gas, the steal he got from the bargain bin, the old guy on television… “Penny come here. You won’t believe how old this guy looks.” Have you looked at us lately?
I’m feeling somewhat insignificant, but I know when I get home from work there will be someone who greets me and who’s glad to see me. Okay, I might have been able to get here with a cocker spaniel, but it wouldn’t have been as much fun.
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Sounds like Coupon a uses that same figurative “we” that my hubby uses. Did “we” start the coffee? Did “we” turn off the furnace? Did “we” feed the cats? You get the idea! Of course I always reply back — only somewhat sarcastically — yes, “we” did! Ahhhhh but we love them.
Oh Boy does this sound familar…..but guess what? Yes I have become one of them the retired group, I have been retired now for 3 years and I am doing the same thing
OH NO!!!!
Isn’t life funny I do think all human beings are alike just some more annoying than others including myself of course.
Oh dear, you know it only gets worse! After the first year they decide to show you how to do things the “right” way. The right way to vacuum (start the job in the most inopportune place, stop to answer the phone , forget about vacuuming after the call leaving the cord to the vacuum cleaner stretched across the path from the garage where you will shortly come in piled high with groceries). The right way to make the bed (you can’t find your pajamas, slippers, the hot water bottle, the magazine he was reading last night that you haven’t had a chance to see yet but because you’ve spent your free time after work looking for his glasses, you pull out a fresh pair of PJs and pull back the covers to go to bed and discover all of the above).
You’ve just experienced the beginning!