Monday, April 23, 2012

When next weekend becomes now

A contractor came by to give me a quote on some work we've been contemplating.
As he pulled out his metal tape measurer he told me about his client, a woman in Westchester who has hired him for a top-end remodel of her kitchen.
He said to her, "You're 82 years old, why do you want to remodel your kitchen?"  How much more cooking, he wondered, was she going to be able to do.
She answered, "For forty years my husband told me he'd get to it next weekend.  Now that he's dead, I want
it done now."


  1. I don't know what she did to her husband, but I get your subliminal message. And I'm not even your hubby.

    Btw, good to see you're still blogging. Don't give up writing.

  2. You should see the furniture my mother in law when her dear husband died. VERY floral.

  3. I suppose that's when I'll hang pictures on the wall.

  4. Then on the other hand, when women die, widowers have us replaced within the year.

  5. Thanks, AH and CP! (and welcome back to you, too!)
    M & P-hmmm I have NO plans--
    PA: That comment requires a side bar conversation at the bar...