Rose is Rose by Don Wimmer and Pat Brady for August 19, 2024

Poor Jimbo.

I used to be like that in the morning. Needed to talk a lot to wake up good. My husband was like Jimbo, he needed to start with no noise. So we had some difficulties in the first years of our relationship. But we both adjusted and nowadays, I also don’t talk much in the morning, just a few remarks maybe.

Treasure that random chitchat! My wife died 4 months ago, and the house is SO quiet! I keep seeing things that I want to tell her about, or hear her detailed synopses of the latest Hallmark movie. All that seemingly meaningless talk is the glue of married life (at least after 20-some years).

I’ll have to attest to the fact that I, too, enjoy a quieter morning instead what appears to be a sudden onslaught of conversation that cascades my way. It takes a while for my brain to process what’s being said, and if that happens in too much of a rush in the morning, I get grumpy.

One of the reasons I get up an hour before my wife

‘Interesting’, he thinks while quietly reading the comics like he’s done for 50 plus years each morning.

Cute, poor Jim,.

Just nod, Jimbo…

Take another sip of coffee, Jimbo.

Ex-husband was not a morning person but I am and I didn’t understand his suffering until we had a friend visit who was an extreme morning person and she even got on my nerves after that I was much more quiet in the morning

My wife is a quiet morning person. Snuggling up to her at night pulls Chatty Cathy’s string.

I am a “do not speak to me in the morning until I speak first” type of person. I am, and have always been a true night owl. My most productive hours are between 10pm and 4am. I tried to become a morning person, always took the 8am classes in college, always had day jobs but my biorhythms just do not like morning. Now that I am retired, I have quit trying to be a morning person, although I do set my alarm for 8 am every morning so I don’t get too lazy.

He’d prefer the panda video….

Jimbo needs at least two cups of coffee before Rose stops sounding like a twittering songbird.

When we were both working full time he had to get up early and go to work, but I could sleep in another hour or so before I went to work.

He got burned out at work and I suggested he take a 6 month leave of absence figuring that by the end of the 6 months he would be bored and want to go back to work. Apparently he actually needed a year off as at the end of 6 months he quit his job. After a year had passed since he started the leave he reached the point where he was bored and was not as happy being home (and annoying me) all the time. I kept working to support us – and still work extremely part time (down to 5 clients). We both do small jobs – volunteered at the County Fair for a few years and were paid for judging, do craft shows, etc. for a little bit extra income over his pension and to keep our sanity.

I never understood why people were so mean, jealous, that I woke up in a good mood. My life was miserable, I was homeless at least half the time. Existence was a huge struggle yet I was cheerful. Boo on them!

She doesn’t care if he Listens, so long as he at least Looks attentive.