When my husband and I first started dating, we argued over the subject of chapstick*. And no, not like in ‘Napoleon Dynamite’. I always have a tube of chapstick in my purse or car… well, usually. My husband typically keeps a tube with him as well. He uses chapstick twice as much as I do.
You would think we would argue about what kind to use. You’re wrong. In his opinion, no one ever used the entire tube of chapstick. I disagreed immediately. I almost always end up throwing away a tube because the twister is at the end, and the edges of the plastic tube scrape against your lips. He said that it never happens, that people lose their chapstick.
This is true. Sometimes, people lose their chapstick. I usually find mine in another pocket in my purse, or somewhere in my car (Hopefully not melted). Or even worse, the pocket of your pants after taking them out of the washer or dryer. But for more times than I can count on my fingers and toes, I have finished a tube of chapstick.
For a couple of times since, and most since we’ve been married, my husband has had the privilege of finishing a couple of tubes of chapstick. I think he now feels accomplished.
Now for the metaphor. Men, listen to your wives because they are always right…
Just kidding. Though, men probably should listen more. Sometimes you just need to stick with something for awhile to get to the end. The end isn’t always the greatest, but it leads on to something new.
*My apologies to Chapstick, but I call all lip balm, protection stick chapstick. I prefer to use Burt’s Bees, and not the Chapstick brand. That is why I do not capitalize the chapstick.