There’s a wonderful saying: if you want the world to change, start with yourself. Today AdmiGram.com shares a funny story that will feel painfully familiar to many couples.
Once upon a time, in Italy, there lived a young couple who had just moved to the city and were working hard to build their new life. On Saturdays, worn out from the week, they liked to sleep in a little. Once awake, one of them would brew coffee, and they’d stay in bed for a while just talking about life.
The wife was a real perfectionist and had a habit of finding fault with things for no good reason. One morning, her attention landed on their middle-aged neighbor, who was hanging out a fresh load of laundry to dry.
“Oh my gosh!” the wife gasped, clasping her hands to her cheeks.
“Look how dirty her laundry is,” she said to her husband.
“She’s a grown woman — how does she not know how to do laundry? Maybe she just doesn’t know about the good stain-removing detergents out there,” she murmured. But her husband, paying no attention to either his wife or the laundry, was buried in the news and just nodded along absentmindedly, agreeing with whatever she said.
This went on through all of May, June, and even July. If anything, it only got worse — the wife simply couldn’t let it go. Every Saturday, like clockwork at eight in the morning, the same woman would appear at their window.
“Oh my god, when is someone going to tell her that her laundry is filthy and full of stains? Doesn’t she have any shame? Someone needs to say something — her whole family is walking around in dirty clothes! Why won’t you say anything?” the wife finally burst out, turning to her husband, who was calmly savoring his morning coffee while reading the news.
Her husband looked at her and said he’d figure something out. And the following Saturday, just as his wife was gearing up for another round of complaints about the neighbor, she stopped in her tracks, stunned.
“Oh my god! Look how snow-white her laundry is today! She finally learned how to do laundry! What did you say to her? Did you talk to her?” she asked, baffled, turning to her husband.
“No, I never talked to her,” he replied, still absorbed in the paper.
“Then what did you do? Tell me!”
“Well,” he said with a smile, “I just got up earlier than you this morning and finally washed our window.”
image on top: Anna-Philine / Unsplash
