They say absence makes the heart go fonder.
The beloved husband took a short trip out west to see his kids. We rarely travel separately so it was different at home. Aside from eating my favorite dishes that he doesn’t like (ok, there may have been an ice cream supper), there were extra chores for me.
We each have our “things” that we do. A routine of sorts. Some of it is personal stuff like playing guitar or exercising or daily runs to Starbucks. Some is house chores.
The first thing I noticed in his absence was that the bed didn’t get made. That damn thing didn’t make itself! That’s easy to fix although the cats preferred the rumpled mess.
The garbage needed to go out so I did that.
I missed him but it wasn’t for those things. We don’t hang together during the day unless we are working on a project together. Most of the time I have no idea where he is. I threaten to get a GPS implanted in him so I can track him! I appreciate knowing he’s around even if I don’t see him. Sometimes we’ll throw caution to the wind and have a romantic pizza lunch.
He likes to do some things that I don’t, like pulling weeds and mowing lawn. I like doing other things that he doesn’t, like gardening, growing tomatoes and flowers, keeping the flower pots blooming and cleaning cat litter. Ok, no one likes doing that.
It evens out but it was nice to have a reminder on all that he does.
Then we started the carpet project. We are replacing the wall-to-wall carpet in our office. Not a big deal. We pick it. Someone else installs.
We love what we have except it’s worn. Badly worn. It isn’t available anymore. Nor is there anything like it. This is new territory. Making a decision became more complicated.
We looked at one store. We came home with a trunk full of samples. Yep, kinda nice but not sure. We were off to another store to get more samples. These samples were very different so we went back to the first store for more samples. (At this point we had enough samples to start a carpet store!)
Every morning between 9 and 10 a.m. we went out looking. After several trips and tons of samples we settled on something although there was no gusto in the decision. (This should be fun and exciting!) As we went to place the order I noticed that I didn’t like it when it was laying on the store counter.
(I know that fabric, carpet and paint always looks different in a store than in the lighting of your own home. Why did I freak out? Because I would have to live with a wrong mistake for a long time.)
We started the process to place an order. They want to come to the home to measure because we may not be capable of measuring a square room accurately. That gave me a few days to change my mind. They don’t collect money or order the material until they measure.
I was sure he would get agitated that I was changing my mind yet again but he wasn’t. The next morning between 9 and 10 a.m. we went back to the carpet store for more samples.
I stayed with my original decision but I have a lot more confidence about it now.
What I learned the past few weeks is that he is patient and laid back. Both of us have become less intense over the years. Nothing is the end of the world. The worst decision can be reversed. It just costs money.
I wish I would have been like this when I was young. Maybe you have to ease into it to be satisfied with where you are. There is no greener pasture. I know.