Confessions of an Average 1930’s Wife


I recently heard about a Martial Scale quiz online based on a 1930’s marital scale.

It was a lazy Sunday afternoon with the husband, so we decided to see how we rated. I went first, giggled about some of the questions like “Eats onions, radishes, or garlic before a date or going to bed.” When it was all said and done, I was an average 1930’s wife and I was fine with that. Randy takes it. At the end I see a smile emerge on his face. And he said the words that hit me like a ton of bricks.

“I am a superior 1930’s husband.”

WHAT??? How can I be average and he is superior? Am I a bad wife? And then something crazy happened. I got all teary eyed about it. Crying over a stupid internet quiz surely isn’t going to help my score. In fact, there was a question about crying. Must. Stop. Crying.

My Superior husband looked at me loving and said I was a fantastic wife for 2008. Sniff. Ok…I feel a little better. But still, I need to learn a musical instrument, join a woman’s club, darn socks and stop putting my cold feet on him at night. That should earn me a few extra wife points just in case a time machine should come available.

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