I’ve been thinking a lot about love lately. There are so many different kinds. Love for your spouse. Love for your children, your friends, parents and so on. Love really is an amazing thing since we are such fallible creatures.
Here’s the reason I’ve been dwelling on this a bit lately. My husband and I are making some life changes. We are empty nesters (sort of) and we are now living in a much smaller space than we ever have. Ever. Now we made this choice on purpose. It wasn’t forced upon us. When we told our friends we knew it would be interesting.
The most frequent response to this move has been quite singular across the board. “Have you lost your mind?” Uhhh. Maybe? But overwhelmingly the next statement is “You’re going to drive each other crazy.”
I thought about this for a while before we actually made the decision. I can understand why people might think that but here is the thing: I think if it was going to happen it would have happened a long time ago.
There I said it. If I didn’t drive him crazy with my completely paranoid helicopter parenting style, or my ridiculous inability to let even the smallest thing go or my high strung, nonstop, arm flailing chatter in the last twenty five years I’m pretty sure it’s not going to happen.
He must love me. Who knew?
As far as him driving me crazy? I already know what he’s going to do about an hour before he does it. He’d like to think he’s an international man of mystery, unpredictable and spontaneous but it’s not terribly complicated. We’ve been together for a really long time and I know what’s coming next.
So if he’s going to drive me crazy it’ll happen in a big space as easily as a little one.
And I love him so who can’t tolerate a little annoyance? Besides if anyone is going to be high maintenance in this situation it’s definitely going to be Brutus. Husband I can handle. The dog who behaves like a toddler? That’s a whole other thing.
We have some adventures coming and I can’t wait to see what’s next.
What about you? What adventures are on your horizon? Let me know in the comments!
Sounds like such a fun adventure! We live in a very big house that will be unnecessary once the boys have moved out. I’m kind of looking forward to a smaller place. Can’t wait to read about your new adventures!
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Thanks! We’re coming from a large home as well. It’ll be interesting to see how we like it.
Hubby and I, after 25 years of marriage, are finally able to enjoy our space, now admittedly too large of a space, but we only now have a chance to really make our own now that our daughter is living far away. I can’t be the only person who feels this way, can I? I understand your perspective completely, but I’m still building my nest, this time for just Hubby and me.
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No foreseeable differences. Just keeping on keeping on. I like how you think. Smaller doesn’t mean more irritating! It means closer.
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