My husband and I are very different.
Where he is pragmatic, I can be irascible.
He is annoyingly stoic, I am perilously temperamental.
He is a hopeless romantic, I can’t remember birthday or anniversary dates.
I love seafood, he doesn’t want to eat anything that swims in its own pee.
I’ve started leaning politically toward the left, he remains a reasonable conservative.
I’m a little bit rock and roll, he’s a little bit cool jazz.
Our differences were never more evident than one day earlier this week.
Typically, I don’t have to set an alarm to wake up on time. My circadian rhythm usually gets me up around 5 a.m. I’m not a happy morning person, but I am productive. Most days, I can get my household tasks finished before my menfolk leave for work.
The Mister is supposed to get up early for work, but he is not a willing, nor cooperative morning person. It can take an hour or more to finally get him coherent and ambulatory
So, this one day, I had an appointment and had to get up early-ish to make it to my destination on time. My Mister’s alarm and mine chimed at the same moment.
From his side of the bed, I heard a duck quacking. From mine, he heard the opening riff of “Enter Sandman” … cranked to 11.
“Our similarities bring us to a common ground; Our differences allow us to be fascinated by each other,” Tom Robbins
This week’s word is:
What to do:
Using “common” for inspiration, write 100 Words – 100 exactly – no more, no less. You can either use the word – or any form of the word – as one of your 100, or it can be implied. Include a link in your post back here, and add your story to the Mister Linky list. If you don’t have a blog, you can leave your submission in the comment section, or as a Facebook status post. Remember to keep spreading the love with supportive comments for your fellow Wordsters.
6 thoughts on “100 Word Challenge: Common”
Linked! I enjoyed this one!
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Here’s my entry for this week…
It was anyone’s guess as to what would set the Sister off. Today dried chewing gum was discovered under some desks. Various student groups used the room. There was no way to determine which student left it. As a result we all suffered.
Whack, whack, whack went the yardstick on the student desk in the front row.
With a sneer Sister shouted, “Dignified, refined young women do not chew gum and the they certainly do not leave it under desks to harden and offend others. You are students of St. Bart’s not common trashy public school students! I demand better.”
I even jumped at that first whack.
“As a result we all suffered.” Isn’t that the truth in so many school punishments?! Nicely done!
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