“Honey!

You’d be such an easy guy to be married to,

if only you were!”

And he’d know what was coming

’cause he’d just done some…thing

exactly the way he likes to do any…thing

but not exactly the way…she

likes to do some…thing

although, either way the some thing gets done,

it would be to their mutual satisfaction…

But arriving at 78 and 80 years of living

creates a particular and peculiar set of….habits

that are tough to break,

even when 40 years of those years

have been spent happily married to each other

instead of the very different 12, 3 and 2 year blocks

of their 3 previous marriages

that don’t even add up, when combined (!)

to even 1/2 of the 40 years they’ve accumulated already,

so far

(and are counting on still more of!).

So, what the hell.

She loves him, still,

as he loves her, still.

What more is there to ask for?

Well,

just that the other continues to learn to say,

(to themselves., of course, )

“Oh Well….

Let em.”