TV Madness

My husband and I got a new TV. What a blast. I have had a very expensive nice TV armoire for years – one of the few classy pieces in my house. My old 27 inch TV fit perfectly and I just did not want to part with the armoire….so I waited and waited. Now we have a 50 incher hanging on the wall- sleek and bright and well – complicated to run. When we brought it home Mom was right in the middle.
Now, you must understand, my hub has moved us at least 20 times in our lives and has been the go-to person for every schmuck who doesn’t have enough friends to help him move. So the hub and our oldest son are carrying the old TV out. Mom, in her bossy mommy way begins to direct them. I heard it from the kitchen.
I wasn’t fast enough. Here are the details.
“For heaven’s sakes, there is a vase there.”
“So there is.”
“Watch out! Watch out! You are going to knock it over. Why didn’t you move the table first?”
In runs K. “Mom, mom, let’s sit on the couch and not watch.”
“What about the vase! It…”
Then suddenly it happened. The hub lost his temper.” If I need your help I will ask you. How many TV’s have YOU moved out the door, WOMAN!” (I wish he wouldn’t have called my mother WOMAN!) Then the worst came. “This is MY house and I will do what I dang well please and if I break the vase my wife will clean it up and no one will say a word.” Why did he have to get me in the mix!
Tears welled up in mom’s eyes. She knew she had said too much. Ugly darting glances – the ugliest I could do went shooting straight through his eyes. I saw that “don’t mess with me now look” but I was brave - I glared anyway. I said, “If you break the vase YOU will clean it up!” . That was that. We were all mad. I took my mother’s side. 24 hours later when we all began talking again my mother apologized. I felt so sorry for her because what is she suppose to do? She has no home of her own to go to and the hub made it painfully clear this was NOT her home….she locked herself in her room. I sat in with her and watched a movie that night. I made up with the hub before bed and he felt guilt ridden.

I guess I am not the only one learning patience.……….K