So...how many is "to many"?
 

I pointed out how many "Birkenstock sandals" she has, and she's never
mentioned any of my stuff again.

"Steve @ OutdoorFrontiers" wrote in
message ...

"Jim Laumann" wrote in message
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Ok

Last night I am in my side of the basement - picking up the
mess I've created over the last several months....fishing
tackle, tools, lumber, you name it.

SWMBO comes down to chat, and as she casts her eyes
around the room, she spies two of my sonars on the
work bench.

W/ just a hint of irritation in her voice, she asks "So how many
of those do you have now?" I answered up 4 (the Humminbird 200 for
the 16' boat, the Zercom RTS for the 12' boat, and my two ice
fishing sonars).

"Kind of over consuming aren't you..." was her parting comment
as she left.

Now - where does it end? Is she going to start counting my rods and
reels, the number of landing nets (4), the number of packages of soft
plastics I have?

Do I start counting her frying pans, her rubber stamp sets? How many
dresses and outfits does she need?

Where does the madness end?

You're treading on dangerous ground there my friend. In your case, you
could count her stamp sets, or take inventory of her closet and begin to
question the amounts of shoes, purses, jackets, etc. that SHE has. I
mean, I have ONE wallet that takes care of all my needs, how many purses
does a woman really need? The problem with taking this approach is that
it always escalates into a exercise in counting one's prized possessions.

This leads to "discussions", arguments, and (Shudder) rummage sales! Even
worse, it could be a religious experience, "Nun tonight and Nun tomorrow
either!"

I have two suggestions. First of all, you could calculate how much you
have invested in pursuit of your healthy, wholesome, family oriented
activity, then figure out how much beer that would purchase and point that
you could have spent it on beer! Then sit her down and explain in long
and lengthy detail exactly WHY you NEED this, that and the other thing.
Before long, her eyes will glaze over and she'll walk away, dazed and
muttering.....

Or, you could take my approach, just keep buying, adding, trading,
swapping, and generally acquiring so much stuff that SWMBO is simply
overwhelmed and just gives up..... ;-p Right now Janet has no idea how
much stuff I have, so it's pretty easy to bring in more.

Go ahead, use me as a bad example of sporting goods ownership, I ain't
skeered!
--
Steve @ OutdoorFrontiers
http://www.outdoorfrontiers.com
G & S Guide Service and Custom Rods
http://www.herefishyfishy.com

So...how many is "to many"?
 

....Do NOT mention the frying pans.....she just might show you what they're
for. said Huck

"Jim Laumann" wrote in message
...
Ok

Last night I am in my side of the basement - picking up the
mess I've created over the last several months....fishing
tackle, tools, lumber, you name it.

SWMBO comes down to chat, and as she casts her eyes
around the room, she spies two of my sonars on the
work bench.

W/ just a hint of irritation in her voice, she asks "So how many
of those do you have now?" I answered up 4 (the Humminbird 200 for
the 16' boat, the Zercom RTS for the 12' boat, and my two ice
fishing sonars).

"Kind of over consuming aren't you..." was her parting comment
as she left.

Now - where does it end? Is she going to start counting my rods and
reels, the number of landing nets (4), the number of packages of soft
plastics I have?

Do I start counting her frying pans, her rubber stamp sets? How many
dresses and outfits does she need?

Where does the madness end?

Jim

So...how many is "to many"?
 

I looked up the definition of "Feng Shui", and right there it says = Get rid
of Jerry's S$%#$ !!


"Jim Laumann" wrote in message
...
Ok

Last night I am in my side of the basement - picking up the
mess I've created over the last several months....fishing
tackle, tools, lumber, you name it.

SWMBO comes down to chat, and as she casts her eyes
around the room, she spies two of my sonars on the
work bench.

W/ just a hint of irritation in her voice, she asks "So how many
of those do you have now?" I answered up 4 (the Humminbird 200 for
the 16' boat, the Zercom RTS for the 12' boat, and my two ice
fishing sonars).

"Kind of over consuming aren't you..." was her parting comment
as she left.

Now - where does it end? Is she going to start counting my rods and
reels, the number of landing nets (4), the number of packages of soft
plastics I have?

Do I start counting her frying pans, her rubber stamp sets? How many
dresses and outfits does she need?

Where does the madness end?

Jim

So...how many is "to many"?
 

The song I'm thinking of goes "I used to love her, but I had to kill her..."

WW;-)

"alwaysfishking" wrote in message
...
Interestingly enough, I've had this conversation over and over again with
the same results. A wife who doesn't understand what makes perfect sense
to
me

I then found the perfect answer. I found a sign that simply reads " We
interupt this marriage to bring you fishing season" With that I leave you
with one question, If you had to make a choice between never fishing
again
in order to stay married...would you???.., Like the song goes. "Well I
love
her, But I love to fish"

www.wermieerniebaits.com
Making fish regret their decision on a daily basis


"BP" wrote in message
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So!
What's your point?
"Jim Laumann" wrote in message
...
Ok

Last night I am in my side of the basement - picking up the
mess I've created over the last several months....fishing
tackle, tools, lumber, you name it.

SWMBO comes down to chat, and as she casts her eyes
around the room, she spies two of my sonars on the
work bench.

W/ just a hint of irritation in her voice, she asks "So how many
of those do you have now?" I answered up 4 (the Humminbird 200 for
the 16' boat, the Zercom RTS for the 12' boat, and my two ice
fishing sonars).

"Kind of over consuming aren't you..." was her parting comment
as she left.

Now - where does it end? Is she going to start counting my rods and
reels, the number of landing nets (4), the number of packages of soft
plastics I have?

Do I start counting her frying pans, her rubber stamp sets? How many
dresses and outfits does she need?

Where does the madness end?

Jim