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My wife is very picky with ther things (so do I) when we started dating in our late 40's, my way of living ,were don't touch the kitchen, the garage or my fish tank. And life will be good. I noticed in her house she had a bunch of metal statues not like the crazy aunt in twister but had some. We moved together, and like expected she moved her metal thingy and bird feeders with her.
Now to the fish tank. I remove the filter socks twice a week.. and when I have a bunch I rise them at the same day. Like once a month. I put two socks on top of her bee metal thingy and that's how everything started. We are old so we don't argue, just give each other looks
Here is the queen of the beehive. Now I walk by the bee and start laughing. Not venting or arguing just that at 63 some things are not so critical or important. Lesson learned do mess with the beef

Now to the fish tank. I remove the filter socks twice a week.. and when I have a bunch I rise them at the same day. Like once a month. I put two socks on top of her bee metal thingy and that's how everything started. We are old so we don't argue, just give each other looks
Here is the queen of the beehive. Now I walk by the bee and start laughing. Not venting or arguing just that at 63 some things are not so critical or important. Lesson learned do mess with the beef
