Monday, March 21, 2011
Has it been that long?
So here it is, one year and one month later. I don't know where the time went but I think it is somewhere between gaining half the weight back and luxuriating in the ecstasy of married life. OK, OK, so I'm not exactly luxuriating, but I am having the time of my life. I just love being a homemaker! Call me old-fashioned, but the tasks of keeping the house straightened up, cooking, caring for the yard, walking the dog, and watching TV at night with my husband suits my OCD and need for order and routine. Wait a minute! Did I just say order? Strike that out of my vocabulary when it comes to my loving, caring, husband who lives on the edge of just about anything. It could be the brink of an argument, the end of a deadline, last minute wardrobe change, filing taxes, sorting through the mail. It doesn't matter what the task, if it has to be done it gets done on his time, his way. I have learned, thank goodness for wisdom that comes with age, that it is best to leave his things alone and go about my business in keeping order and routine. I have learned to keep the peace by not wanting to be in control (well at least not all the time). I have learned that the mess gets cleaned up, eventually, so why even get started in a discussion that will lead to a fight? To love is to know; not only what can be done, but what can not be done; and to accept the unacceptable. Know what I mean?