One experiences many conflicts during a marriage. With some luck and hard work, the couple can resolve these conflicts.
My husband John and I have seen our share of conflicts. Oh, yes we have. Usually we have been able to work through the difficulties.
Recently, extreme measures were required to settle a life-long problem. Now, don’t laugh, because this particular problem has had far reaching effects in the peace of our house.
Where is the remote?
Which always escalates to
I don’t know! You had it last!
After that, everything goes all messy.
The couch cushions go flying, unread mail and magazines are moved from place to place, and emotions run high. Eventually, the dang remote(s) are found, life goes back to normal until the next time one or more remotes go missing.
Few things are as important as the danged remotes. Remember the day when we had to actually get up off our rears to change the channel??
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I have solved that problem. I may patent my ideas.
the husband has a habit of getting up to go into the kitchen and taking the remote with him....
ReplyDeleteI would suggest a bungee cord attached to his chair and the remote. Maybe?
DeleteHilarious! Very clever :) This is one benefit to having an extremely small apartment. The remote never goes far.
ReplyDeleteYou might think that now, but the day will come, Melissa. Men are men, and lose remotes no matter where they are.
DeleteI always know where the remote is; he has it.
ReplyDeleteI have wondered this: why are remotes usually black? Wouldn't it make sense for them to be glowing in the dark color?
DeleteLol!!! Susan, you could make a mint!!! ;)
ReplyDeleteNah, it is too simple. I simple grabbed a cutting board with a handle, a wall hanging, and two wooden Christmas ornaments. All can be hung on a hook, so that could also be an option.
DeleteLMAO I always keep it in the same spot, so I always know. And no I don't remember those days haha
ReplyDeleteIf your cats had opposable thumbs, your remote would be history.
DeleteYou didn't! My sister gave her husband a separate TV and room to hold it and his remotes. And DVD's. And (ready for this)--cassette tapes.
ReplyDeleteVHS tapes? Wow. A man cave with his own cave man era VHS player.
Deletehaha you may have a winner here!
ReplyDeleteSo far, not one has been lost. They cannot slip down between cushions, and are too big (the main ones) to be carried away.
DeleteBoy do I hate remote controls. There seems to be one for everything! We seldom watch TV together because we have such different things we like to watch. Not a fan for sports or norwegian talk shows, I have my own TV. Love your idea though!
ReplyDeleteI also have my own TV, since I am not a fan of golf. Even so, I have my own container for my remotes.
DeleteDid I just count 11 remotes? LOL. But it's so hard NOT to laugh! It's funny how wound up a missing remote can get you. That's a beauty design. :D I hope you're going to surprise your husband with it.
ReplyDeleteThat photo was from PhotoBucket, and it was so ridiculous that I had to use it. I surprised my husband by laying our 4 remotes nicely in a row, and also told him to check my blog.
DeleteOur remote always ends up between couch cushions. Yesterday I found out my oldest was hiding it from Daddy. Great. Never hide the remote again. EVER.
ReplyDeleteGreat solution. :)
Do you think she will remember her promise forever? She is pretty legalistic, and I would double check her now and then.
DeleteYou should definitely patent that. I'm sure it would make millions.
ReplyDeleteIf someone would only make the remote in some day-glow plastic--THAT would make millions.
DeleteDear Susan, I love! I laughed out loud. Thank you for enlivening and enriching the day. Peace.
ReplyDeleteRemotes have become essential to our daily life. Remember when we had to get out of a chair and turn the channel manually?
DeleteI laughed out loud, too. One time the remote was missing for 3 days! For three days we had to get up our rears (or make children do the deed). Guess where I found it? In the potato chip bag. My husband, who loves his remote and craves order, must know where it is at all times. REcently we bought end tables that each have a drawer. I put the remote in there when I clean, but he is still not used to seeing the remote out of sight, so he flies around saying, "Okay, who moved the remote?? Where is it NOW?" I coyly slide the drawer open and wave my hand like Vanna White.
ReplyDeletePotato chip bag?? You win, Vanna!
Deleteget up OFF our rears!! oh dEAR, HORRIBLE TYPO!
ReplyDeleteI knew what you meant.
DeleteUsually when we can't find the remote, one of us is sitting on it. This doesn't say much for our asses that they don't notice a big piece of plastic wedged in them.
ReplyDeleteYes, it says it all about our asses. There is a cartoon where an obese woman has lost her cat for days. Guess where it was.
DeleteI think everyone should wear remotes around their necks! Love your idea!! I hope peace and love are now restored in your household!! Yay! Take care
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"When the Queen is happy, there is peace in the Kingdom." I read that in some catalog.
DeleteThis is funny!
ReplyDeleteI've noticed that the one who watches TV most of the time, and should know where the remote is, is the one who doesn't have the 'remotest' idea where HE puts it... and we all know who I'm referring to... the hubby, of course... LOL!
Men can only do or think one thing at a time. This says a lot about them and the remote.
DeleteAha, excellent and from the remote regions of England, I so relate. Patent your plans, Susan. Did you know they invented a remote control to find the remote controls you cannot find? Of course, you then lose the remote control to find the remote controls you cannot find! I also remember getting up to change to the only other channel on our black and white television. Yes, I'm that old! :)
ReplyDeleteIt is a vicious cycle, Gary. Remember the song: There was an old woman who swallowed a fly..."? This remote conflict is a little like that.
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