VFD: Honey, do you know where my orange notebook is?
DW: No, I do not know where your orange notebook is.
(half-tick pause for consideration)
VFD: Now how hard was that?
VFD: and it only took 13 years.
She is now only 99.99935% likely to offer suggestions as to where she thinks something is . . . for once she actually just said “I don’t know” like I ALWAYS tell her to say after I figure out she doesn’t know.
Already. Well, it was fun while it lasted. Next time, I’m pretty sure I’ll hear “well, I think it’s . . . ” as usual. There are, all things considered, worse foibles one could have in a spouse! I sure do love my Wife.