Dont sweat the petty stuff, and dont pet the sweaty stuff.
Its our anniversary today.
C and I have been together 7 years and married for 3 of those. If you've ever known a couple not to go through some dramatics during a move, imagine having to do it twice a year. Then add a couple of kids to it. The 7 year total is a pretty serious accomplishment.
I just learned, like, last night that when my marriage is concerned, I need to RELAX. I have a tendency to over think, over analyze, over plan and just over god damm do it. Wait wait wait. Maybe I'm getting ahead of myself. Thats what makes me tick, isn't it? If i don't plan to a fault, who will?! Ugh. Theres got to be a happy medium.
Maybe I have been slowly letting go of my tendency?
I mean, we've gotten this far, right? Lets be frank, the constant uprooting, starting over by yourself, ungodly working hours- adding the stresses of a mortgage and children I find really very minimal. As crazy as that sounds... To me it sounds as though I've just found some comfortability with this circus. Still, I have the same housewife problems, gripes and annoyances as the next lady; and i haaaaaaaate them!!!!!!!!!! Stomp my feet and bitch and moan to no one listening, hate them. Its probably taking years off of my life.
So, in an effort to try to save some sanity here... I resolve to allow the clothes next to and not in the laundry basket slide, the cap on the toothpaste; you were leaving it open for me. That only used once towel on the bathroom floor? Hey, man, you're just putting your name on it for tomorrows shower, ill hang it in your closet. Your anxiety and hesitation over taking the kids out to eat or any other outing because they might cry or throw a tantrum? You are just unfamiliar with how to deal.
