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We Split the Work

- a snapshot of our marriage

 

We split the shake.

We split the fries.

We split the work.

We compromised.

 

In Alaska, I ordered a grubstake.

He carried grocery cases.

 

He was a carpenter.

I was a baker.

 

He cut down trees for our home,

I cut kindling for our steam.

 

I had our baby.

He ensured we had running water to wash diapers.

 

 I packed and labeled boxes.

He loaded them into a shipping container.

 

We split the shake.

We split the fries.

We split the work.

We compromised.

 

He started his business in Oregon.

I stayed home with the young ones.

 

He built our home.

I cooked our meals.

 

He wrestled with our boys.

I baked cookies for them.

 

He built and remodeled.

I billed his clients and paid our bills.

 

He loaded up a tackle box.

I loaded up a food box.

 

 

 

 

We split the shake.

We split the fries.

We split the work.

We compromised.

 

I was a den mother.

He was a scout leader.

 

I found our downtown office.

He remodeled it.

 

He remodeled our home.

I bought new furniture.

 

He hired new employees.

I reviewed our finances.

 

I bought plane tickets.

He carried scuba gear.

 

We split the shake.

We split the fries.

We split the work,

We compromised.

 

I retired first.

He retired second.

 

He cut grass.

I planted flowers.

 

He looked at destinations.

I reserved cruises.

 

He got sick first.

 

 

 

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