Just a Little Can Satisfy Some Women

I will not be free from the punishment of my conscience if I should slack from sharing this experience for the benefit of other men and for credit to good women. Many is the time I've heard it repeated by people over and over again that women are too expensive to be impressed. Many had gone further ahead to add that women are only interested in men that give them money. I will not deny entirely that there are no such women that choose their men based on money. After all there is no other justification I could base the reason why the second girl-friend I had dumped me in place of Chuk, a son of a rich business father. But will the existence of such women shut my eyes from seeing the qualities that abound in other women? I think it won't be fair for me to do that to the good women of this world. Not after the recent experience I had with my girl friend had turned upside down all such notions I had previously held about women and money.

Any man that is sincere in his relationship with an average woman and is ready to share the truth will concur with me that women treasure appreciation more in relationship than money. And how did I come about this? Don't laugh at me in what I am about to share with you. It is as serious as the seriousness in any other thing you may term serious. And I cannot be cruel enough to nudge you into accepting what I've net tried and proven to be true.

I and my girl friend had recently established it as a culture that we would be spending our weekends happily together in whichever home of any of us we may choose to stay. As young independent couple, we have actually had no problem in it since the houses we were living were both owned by us and we had nobody to share them with. Couple with this is the fact that none of our relatives is living close to us to raise eyebrow over what we were doing. We had actually turned our weekends to bliss through that, refusing every temptation to bring our private businesses to interfere with our weekend good-times. It is not actually this piece of love making that I want to share with you, lest you kill yourself with envy and remember the last time your girl friend kicked you out of her life. It is the latest magic wand I use on my girl friend that I want to share with you.

Appreciation to women in every little feat they achieved is the greatest magic any man could use to keep the mind of a good woman to himself in a relationship. The behaviour of my girl friend since I had started using that on her had proven to me beyond doubt that it could work in any other woman, all things being equal.

My girl friend Jane is the type of woman many men may not like to spend their precious lives living together with. Forget about what her faults are now, and believe me that I was just condoning her just because I was not ready to jump into another search because I did not have much time to spend on that outside the time I give to my job. There is no special thing I saw in her outside the general woman problem of bad mouth and insubordination sometimes. I had actually bought some expensive gifts that trip other women I know for her to see if her manner of approach to me could change. But the influence of all of them had only lasted shortly after the time I gave them to her had passed. I was almost concluding that all women are after all the same when this happened.

In one of the many weekends we had spent together, precisely the third week since we started it, Jane cooked rice and stew in the night, which we did not finish. And in the morning, before she left my house, she joined them together and warmed it as Jollof and kept for me to eat in the evening after work. Whatever happened I did not know, whether it was out of sheer busy-body or what, I picked my phone and called her after eating the meal and thanked he emphatically, saying that the meal was delicious. I said it without attaching much seriousness to it on my side and dropped my phone and slept off like wood out of tiredness. I did not know the weight of what I had dropped into Jane carelessly and did not care to repeat it again even in the next two weekends when she devoted her money and time to cooking delicious meals for me just to get another appreciation from me. If I had known what that meant to her, I would have not only thanked her repeatedly again, I would have composed my thanks in a song and sing it to her all through the weekend so that she would come up with another treat that would thrill me the next weekend. We were just staying like that and I was just sweating profusely from the last meal she served me, picking at my teeth without bothering to thank her at all after the meal. All that while, she was just quiet watching my face, removing it sometimes if my eyes caught her own. I did not know what was going on in her mind until she called me Nick, "Is it that the foods I cook these days are not delicious that have made you not to thank me like you did that day I kept rice for you to eat after work?" I was instantly woken with surprise by her question. I asked her whether such a thing makes any difference to her at all. And she did not waste times in telling me how it meant the whole world to her. She did not finish without telling me that of all the things I had given to her in out relationship, that that was the most precious to her: Appreciation.

I had actually thanked her immediately with smiles, giving her kisses and hug to compliment it. And ever since that time, I have never made the mistake of not thanking her again for whatever favour she may give to me, no matter how little. And Jane has actually turned herself into my servant since that time; always seeking for what to do in other to win my accolades .our love is something else these days, courtesy of power of appreciation, the magic wand to turn the minds of women to yourself.
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