I met a guy in my office today who came in to ask about a rental property. I've known this man for many years. He took the rental list that I handed him, then looked me straight in the eye and said,
"I have a new Missus."
"Oh," I replied, wisely saying nothing else for the moment.
"Yes," he continued. "My old missus looked at me one night at supper and said, "I don't want to be your missus any more.' "
"Wow!" I replied, unable to think of what else to say to him.
"She's gone to be the missus for Robbie Simpson, now," he continued.
"I have a new missus. She's a lot younger. That's good. I like it."
"Uh-huh," I said.
"So, we need a new place to live, the new missus and me. We'd like to look at this place for rent," he told me, pointing at one of the addresses on the rental list. "We're all coming to look. The new missus, meself, my old missus and Robbie, her new mister. She wants to see where the kids will be staying when they are staying with me."
" I see," I replied. "All of you?"
"Yes," he said, "All."
"OK," I whispered. "OK."
"Good," he said, laughing. "Don't worry. We are all friends, now."
"OK," I told him. "Alright!"
He smiled, then left the office. Over his shoulder as he left, he looked at me, laughed and said, "It's all good, darlin' it's all good!"
This must be what my grandmother meant when she'd look at me and my friends, shake her head and say, "Ho, Lordy, the times sure are a-changing, darlin'!"
They sure are, Grandma...they sure are!
"Love: a temporary insanity, curable by marriage." ~ Ambrose Bierce