The older I get
At the considerable risk of being labelled sexist, why is it that men mellow with age but women get waspish? In my home, I periodically get blamed for everything that happened since Adam and Eve tried the apple - and the same accusations are tabled time after time. Yesterday, I witnessed a much harsher version of the same thing at a friend's house.
We were trying to enjoy a relaxing glass or three of SA's fine wines but the mood was destroyed by the lady of the house harping on about all manner of things that her poor husband was apparently responsible for - from giving the gardener better tools than her to failing to put petrol in her car. This was not just about the days activities, though - she dragged in all sorts of ancient history about him never being good enough for her, or to her.
What amazed me is that there was no recognition that I am a friend, in their house for a social hour or two, with no interest in her diatribe.
As Rex Harrison used to sing, "Why can't a woman be more like a man?"