The husband and I ordered a dumpster to come to the house tomorrow and we have it for a whole week. Major purging of beyond repair projects; things the township trash collection won't take and just STUFF Goodwill wouldn't even take. I think we have moved some of this crap from 2 other houses to this one. It is time.
Spring cleaning is a good time for mental housekeeping as well. Those of you who know me well know my domestic skills (aside from cooking) are lacking. However, I have been working really hard on my brain space. My husband and I are going through a rough patch. We have made some choices, whether they remain permanent or not is to be seen, but they are our choices to investigate and work out. There are no rules that come with a marriage license. You can go to all the pre-marriage workshops you want or couples' therapy, but when you get down to it, marriage is a constantly morphing situation and you have to adjust.
People may be shocked or saddened for us for where we are currently; I don't want their pity. Really. We have come to terms for the here and now. Sir Arthur Conan Doyle ("Sherlock Holmes") said, "My mind rebels at stagnation. Give me problems, give me work, give me the most abstruse cryptogram, or the most intricate analysis, and I am in my own proper atmosphere. But I abhor the dull routine of existence. I crave for mental exaltation."
Perhaps our stagnation has created a problem to be solved. How it ends? Well, stay tuned.
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