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The Wrong Way
Dear Slob,
How can I say this - you are a pig.
I am sick and tired of picking up your
socks, putting down the toilet seat and hanging up
the towel so it's straight over the shower rail.
I don't understand why you can't get
through your thick head the location of the newspaper
rack in the family room.If I see you looking for your
damn car keys one more time while we're rushing to
get out of the house, I'll tear my hair out - No,
I'll tear YOUR hair out (what's left of it).
How in God's name are our children
supposed to grow up to understand what neat and clean
when they look at you?
You're what? "Neat challenged?" Is
this a "guy" thing, like not knowing how to ask directions?
There are days I can't imagine how
I ever ended up marrying you. I guess your roommate
must have made sure you wore clean clothes while we
were dating.
I wish I could say I'm hopeful but
unfortunately, at this point, all that's left is to
hope that the kids use me and not you as a personal
role model.
Your Fed Up Wife
WifeSample letters written (in
great fun!) by Toby Klein Greenwald, Director, WholeFamily
Room
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The Write Way
Dear Love,
I want to open by saying that I think you are one
of the last true romantics in the world. Sometimes,
during a hard day at work, I reach into my drawer
where I keep that little bottle of perfume you bought
me and I feel warm and tingly all over.
On the other hand, I'd like to take
the liberty of sharing with you some of my frustrations.
I know you work very hard and help
a lot in the house so I hope you don't mind my pointing
these things out.
I would greatly appreciate it if you
could remember, at least sometimes, to
- Pick up your socks
- Put down the toilet seat
- Put the newspapers back in
the rack
- Hang up the towel right
- Put your car keys in the
same place
I know this is a long list but
maybe you wouldn't mind trying these one week at a
time.
I think it would also be helpful
in our attempts to teach the children how to be more
orderly.
I am confident that this is a
very tiny hurdle and we will be able to scale it together.
Love always, and a kiss on your
sweet balding head,
Jeannie
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