@David777, I'm 5'5" and I would love to dance with you. Please ask me. I always found it much easier to "follow" men my own height, my husband is 6'4" and dancing with him is a neck-breaking, back aching, painful ordeal.
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My biggest fault is trying to create perfection in my domain, and losing my temper when I fail. I want to be June Cleaver and no one ever lets me.
We just had company for two days. My husband's brother and his wife came and talked about their granddaughter, their house, their granddaughter, their church and their granddaughter. Non stop. They would lecture us about all sort of things we already knew. For example they had light cases of Covid and told me how it felt without ever asking if I had had it (I was in the hospital with it.) All this lecturing really bothers my husband because he's the older brother by ten years. They assume our politics are the same as theirs and rant about the other side (us.)
I let all this wash over me and continued to smile and nod for two days, but the last evening, after I was completely exhausted from our fair-going activities and
listening for 20 hours, we suggested going out to eat and they enthusiastically told me. "No, lets just eat sandwiches here!"
So, I got up to go prepare a nice spread of cold cuts and cheeses and I always like to make a pretty veggie tray and add some fruit... oh no! They jumped up and followed me to the kitchen, "helping" by getting out packs of meat and slapping them on the bare table, and spreading themselves over the table before I could put down placemats and dishes.
I started to panic a little bit. I finally got everything on the table and they were eating when brother-in-law asked for some water and handed me his empty milk glass, I got a new glass and filled it with water for him. He said I should have used his milk glass. I said I didn't want him to have that half inch of milk in his water. He said he liked that. I grabbed his milk glass poured the water from the water glass into his milk and slammed it down in front of him!
Now they will go home and report to the entire extended family (12 brothers and sisters and about 8000 children and grandchildren) that I'm a cranky bad tempered person. And I am.