My world has inched back on its axis.

Me: "The dishwasher poured water all over the floor while you were out."

Hubby: says nothing and falls asleep in his chair

Me: Looks at dishwasher this morning and gives it the evil eye

Hubby: Wanders into the kitchen, still sleeping. Opens the dishwasher door. Closes dishwasher door.
"The seal is bad on the dishwasher."

Me: "Can you fix that?"

Hubby: "Yeah, I just need to figure out what screws to take off." walks away with oatmeal in hand.

Me: OMG! Did I MISS not having to worry about fixing things!
Skips to the basement to do 5 loads of laundry that is not mine with a smile on my face

Perspective.

Joy comes about from how you, and only you, look at your life.

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Marriage is a union of two people who want to have sex are deeply in love, and are committed to each other for life. Sometimes marriages work, and sometimes two people grow older and should part ways before they kill each other. I have done both. This does not make me an expert on marriage, but it does make the twenty-six years I have now been married mean a bit more than if I had only been married once.

I am not suggesting you get divorced to understand how hard it is to live with someone for twenty-six years. Nor am I suggesting the person that first used the term Wedded Bliss was being very sarcastic. Hmmm... Okay, that's a lie. Cough. Let's move on, shall we?

One of the byproducts of living with someone for years is you form a routine. You have somehow decided who is the fixer of things, the washer of things, the driver once it gets dark out, and so many more tiny details that your life is made up of. In most marriages, those jobs were not given in a family meeting, nor were you asked if you ever wanted that job for the rest of your life. Somehow along the way it just became your job to do.

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Marriage doesn't come with a manual. There are no incentives to do a better job at washing dishes or changing the oil on the car. The jobs that come along with being married are jobs that would still be there even if you were not living out your days in wedded bliss. Yet, as married peeps, we tend to forget everything we do not have to worry about because part of being married is sharing the load of worry and work. To know you are not alone in the day-to-day grind of it all.

It becomes easy to look at your partner and complain about everything they haven't done. It is easy to forget all the jobs you would have to do on top of everything else you do each day if they were not there. To easy.

While caring for my mother for four months, I was reminded of the daily jobs I wasn't used to having to think about. Breaking up cardboard is one of those jobs. It's not a hard job. It's a job anyone can do, but in my married life, somehow, Hubby ended up with that job. When I threw empty cardboard boxes into the garage, they were still there the next day, waiting for me to break them up and shove them all into the recycle bin. How dare they! Didn't they know that breaking boxes were not in my job description?!? Sigh.

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While away, I would run into little and big jobs I had to do for the house to run correctly. Each time I ran into a new job, I would thank my husband for doing those jobs when we talked that night.

Just because you do not see it doesn't mean the Earth is flat. Sometimes you need to take a step back, look to the horizon with your newfound knowledge, and make today the best day you can.

P.S. Don't forget to hug your Dishwasher today too! 😍

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