|Result of my BARTER|
Tonight, I bartered for dinner. If you are married you must know the term "barter". If you don't, I'm sorry. I will do my best to fill you in. Men barter too. It's not just for women. It is an amazing tool in a happy marriage.
Sunday's are usually crazy. My day went a little like this. Wake up. Shower. Get 5 kids ready for church. Go to church. Come home. Lunch. Naps. Bake cookies. Laundry. Boys out for haircuts. Bake more cookies. Clean kitchen. Laundry. Decorate tree. Clean more and more in between all the other things I am doing. Make dinner. Just mac & cheese, one of those days. Crazy children running around the house in Santa hats and reindeer ears. Kids ready for bed. Yada yada. Phew.
Finally, the kids are all in bed and I am beat. Joe asks, "What's for dinner?" (We did not eat yet). I did not want to make dinner. I did want a taco salad. I say, "If you make the taco salads, I will give you an oil rub." Deal. That my friends, is a barter.
See the above photo for my beautifully presented taco salad prepared by Joe. After I am finished typing, he will get an oil rub. A backrub with oil. You give a little, you get a little.
Many things are bartered for in this house. I am usually bartering for something done around the house or for a new outfit I saw. Let me be perfectly clear bartering usually includes some sort of bedroom activity.
Bartering is reserved for the over and above things I do not want to do, like go to the store and buy stuff for taco salads, and then make the taco salads.
It works for us. I wonder who initiated the first barter. Do you barter in your marriage? Do you call it bartering? Share some insight with me.