The cedar chest is heavy and I asked him to lift one end as I put felt pads under it.

He is strong and held it (too) high. I was embarrassed to say, I forgot to take the papers off the felts. I told him and apologized as I said so.

He laughed and said,”That’s Ok – you don’t have a brain.”

In shock and through my tears, I applied the felt pads.

Later, I was kidding around with him and said something to the effect “That it’s Ok -I don’t have a brain.” He told me to never say that again. Told him he said that last night. “I’d never say something like that to you.”

“I know, Hon.”(The old You wouldn’t but “this” You, did.”)

Disbelief, tears, whatever – I’ve been lucky so far.