The sound of the other shoe dropping
Mood:
down
Topic: Daily Eruptions
I knew June went too smoothly! For Hans to get the final go ahead for the job and for us to find the house, get approved for a mortgage, buy a second car, and close on the house in three weeks' time and all before Hans left for training in Seattle was amazing. We had a great month! We were loving toward each other and communicated well, and were really in sync. We were back to being a great team. I kept wondering what I'd done in this lifetime to deserve so many blessings. Gretchen, Hans's mom, admitted to me that she kept waiting for the other shoe to drop, too.
And now I know what the Universe was up to. There
was a catch. The catch is that Hans and I have to live together in the house we bought while he works the great new job he got.... The minute he started training in Seattle, he stopped being civil to me. I considered at one point--after meeting my neighbor who is in the middle of a divorce and after hearing a radio story about a Washington state man who was arrested at his wedding because the bride forgot to remove the restraining order she had against him--not picking Hans up from the airport when he returned. I had his keys as well as my keys to both houses and both cars, and I indulged in a little fantasy of what it might be like if I didn't answer my phone when he landed and wasn't waiting outside baggage claim. But, of course, I picked him up, and I've been attempting to find a way to live with him ever since.
We "started from scratch" on Monday after a bad end to a rocky day on Sunday, but still ended up going to bed mad at each other Monday night; started from scratch again Tuesday and made it through the day being sweet to each other--aided by the fact that we were only in the same room for about 30 minutes--which brings us to today, when the best I can do is consider him a very bad roommate and try to ignore the fact that he is supposed to be my husband and in love with me. I think this is somebody's way of turning up the heat and making me, or us, make some decisions about the relationship.
Sure, you can have a house! Go live in it! And under her breath,
this oughtta' be fun!Our wedding anniversary is Friday and I can feel the love already.
Thoughts captured by Kristine
at 12:29 AM EDT
Updated: Thursday, July 21, 2005 7:39 AM EDT