Geez…What was his problem, anyway? He couldn’t be right. I ran Ed’s words over in my head again and again.
“Women can’t leave anything alone!”
I gritted my teeth. He could be such an insensitive pig when he wanted to push my buttons. I could practically feel the steam blowing out of my ears. The keys to my house were under such pressure I thought that they would bend in my hands.
What right did Ed have to criticize housewives? Hmm?
I had tried to help him, and BAM !, there come the insults. Seriously…Suddenly, I had a very evil idea. I ran into the house, snickering to myself like a cartoon character.

I took my tools needed.
Operation payback- for 20 years of “pushing buttons”, was about to begin…