I Hate Daylight Savings Time; But Mostly I Hate Change And Tomato Sauce

Many books are written about change, adapting to change, taking advantage of change, etc.  I confess that like most men of my generation, I have both benefited from and resisted change in the same breath.  I read "Jonathon Livingston Seagull" in the early 70's and "Who Moved My Cheese" in the new century.   I sat through a 6 day leadership seminar aimed at "Accepting Change In The New Millenium" and about two days in realized it might be the "New Millenium"; but, it was the same tired truisms about the same tired subject.  The only difference was I was now in my late 40's, not my late 20's like the first  time I heard some "corporate trainer" who had never had a real job telling me how to do mine.    Then it occurred to me that I hadn't just heard this twice before; rather, like all married men (who, by the way, are clueless), I hear this more much more frequently.  It turns out that wife 2.0 is an amateur corporate trainer.  So, the same chapter, just a slightly different verse.  The change we (2.0 and I) deal with involves things like where the measuring cups belong, where to put the phone book and my unswerving, unwaivering hatred of tomato sauce on pasta.  I'm not sure why it is important that I embrace change concerning kitchen utensils or tomato sauce; but, it is apparently excruciatingly important. 

As discussed in an earlier posting, I make the random attempt at helping with the household chores both because it is the right thing to do and because wife 2.0 fusses at me when I don't.  However, as also discussed in that same earlier posting, my efforts usually don't end well.  I simply can not understand why 2.0 put her clothes in the laundry basket; but, doesn't want actual laundry to actually be done. I'm reminded of the great line "If you didn't want grits, why did you order breakfast? If you didn't want the clothes washed and dried, why did you put them in the laundry basket? 

Not only do I fail at laundry, I fail at doing the dishes. I simply do not understand why the measuring cups now go in the drawer to the left of the coffee pot when for 12 years they went in the drawer to the right of the coffee pot.  When I asked why, 2.0 told me that they were moved to the left side three years ago and asked why I resisted change.  Of course, I thought it was very clever when I asked if the measuring cups had indeed been on the left side for three years, why was she resisting change now that I wanted to move them back to the right?  As the title of this blog suggests, Married Men Are Clueless and I learned this whole acceptance of change issue applies differently to husbands and wives.  This may well explain why men keep the same underwear for decades and women upgrade regularly. Men clearly oppose change in all things.  

So, I still hate Daylight Savings Time and I still hate tomato suace on pasta.

See you next time.