It’s sweltering outside and the air conditioning is on the fritz, so I suggested to my husband that we strip naked, get in the car, turn the air conditioning on, and drive around town to stay cool. He balked.
He’s aged into such a meek, mild-mannered guy. He’s lost the sense of adventure he once had, and that adventuresome nature was one of the qualities he had that attracted me to him. But the reason we don’t have functioning air conditioning in our house is because he’s too parsimonious to spend the money on having it fixed. He claims that all of those HVAC repairman are venal people whose intentions are to swindle old folks like us and he doesn’t want to be abused by those con artists.
But I suppose he’s right about not wanting to strip naked and ride around town aimlessly in an air conditioned car. First of all, that wouldn’t be environmentally prudent. But on top of that, given my old, saggy boobs and his ample beer belly, I don’t think exposing our old bodies to our neighbors would be his favorite way to beat the heat.
So I finally suggested a romantic bubble bath and, believe it or not, he agreed. I guess he still has a few adventurous bones in his body.
Written for these daily prompts: Ragtag Daily Prompt (sweltering), Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (meek), Word of the Day Challenge (parsimonious), Your Daily Word Prompt (venal), The Daily Spur (abused), and My Vivid Blog (favorite).