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Nine Days Till ...
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Nine Days Till ... ... xmas! Ms. Lawless will be stepping foot into my home of the past 17 years for the first time in just nine days. Since I moved back in almost three weeks ago, I have been working very hard at making the place livable again. It was a mess. It's still pretty messy. But it's getting there. As I am working on it, I have been struck by how much this place was a metaphor for my relationship with my ex. We entered into home ownership without the skills to properly care for a house. It quickly became apparent that neither of us possessed the desire to learn those skills. Basic home repair and home improvement projects stopped the day we took ownership in the place. Maintenance occurred in a reactive rather than a proactive fashion. My ex fell into the role of house cleaning. The best thing I can say about that is that the cleaning was spotty. The kitchen and living room were passably clean. Dusting was nonexistent. Windows? Yeah, right! Cleaning any of the other rooms of the house, including the entire downstairs, was non-existent. And I certainly didn't often lift a finger to help. I fell into the role of yardwork. The best thing I can say about the yardwork was that it was spotty. I allowed the maple trees in the yard to grow unchecked. Two trees in the yard were getting tangled up in the electrical wires and recently had to be removed. Through my carelessness, I nearly killed one beautiful willow tree by routinely running the lawn mower into the base of it while cutting the grass. It's still not the healthiest of trees, but it is still hanging on. When we separated in May, it was an amazing relief to leave that mess. Both the house and the marriage. At the divorce mediation in June, my ex surprised me by deciding she didn't want the house. I shouldn't have been surprised. And I didn't have to take the house back - we could have both moved out, sold the place at a substantial loss, and split the proceeds ... 60% for her and 40% for me, of course, LOL! In the moment of decision, my heart said take it, and I did. And so this place, which was until recently a metaphor for my marriage, is now a place that provides me with ample opportunities to learn those skills that are required make a house a home. So I apologize to you, dear reader, for the long time between blogs. I have not been idle by any stretch - instead I have been systematically erasing the 17 years of neglect with the same passion that I now have for my new love, Ms. Lawless. It's going to take a lot longer than four weeks to erase all of that neglect, but I hope that, in nine days, she will step foot into my new home and find it a place that she can love, too. Love, Your Shy, Swinging, Friendly Neighborhood SensitivePerv  |
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Good for you, Mr. S! So happy that you're getting a handle on that!  Hope to see you guys soon. Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale Her infinite variety. Other women cloy The appetites they feed, but she makes hungry Where most she satisfies. For vilest things Become themselves in her, that the holy priests Bless her when she is riggish. ~~ from Antony & Cleopatra
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