Marriage is hard.
It just is.
Two completely different people living together for years and years? Hard. And the only saving grace are those little moments that bring an unexpected smile to your lips. Like this note, left by my husband after he washed the potatoes. It cracked me up. And don’t you like how 1) he used repurposed paper for his note and 2) the note is artistically centered between the two spuds? He’s a funny guy and fun to have around.
If it weren’t for humor I doubt the institution of marriage would have survived this long. One or the other would have been long dead, killed by the petty irritations that living together brings about.
When I was younger and worked all day, I’d laugh at stories about stay-at-home wives having to contend with all-of-a-sudden-home retired husbands. I’m not laughing now. Two people sharing the same place all day and night? It’s unnatural.
It’s a little harder for me, I think, because by nature I require more “alone time” than I get, now that we are both home 24/7.
I’m not exactly complaining. My husband is an incredible partner, better than I am at it. It’s just that he loves being at home and so do I. His hobbies are watching sports on TV, reading and doing the New York Times crossword puzzle. Since he’s new to California, he doesn’t have an infrastructure of like-minded friends.
My hobbies are writing, watching films and hanging with my girlfriends. Two out of three are done at home.
And while we enjoy each other’s company, 24/7 is way too much.
We’re not ready for shuffleboard yet. But it would be nice to find some independent activities that we can do … independently.
Would love to hear any ideas you have. Marital tips, but not in the traditional sense. Anybody like me, needing more alone time than retirement allows? How do you deal with that? Hollah!