It always starts with an innocent tease, a suggestion, even a smell and end with complete capitulation.
The tease is the beautiful red flower, a gift to soften my urge to say no! no! It is always Yes! Yes! and a wish for a second cup of coffee before my day begins with a walk through the garden to find out what needs to be done. What requires my immediate attention?
I see that my work in the Red Room is not done. The wooden spatulas placed in a deep red pitcher have been added. Hint, hint! Woman, stir up some oatmeal porridge for breakfast.
One time my husband and I had a heated domestic discussion in the Red Room.
My husband was demanding too much of me. I have to cook and clean and do the dishes. I am always tied to the stove with apron strings or so it seems. I broke down and cried. I told him that he treated me like a slave. "I'm nothing to you but a kitchen wrench!"
I am currently on Spring Break with my granddaughter; however, I am too old to go to Daytona Beach and she is too young.
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