And it begins. Three days from now life changes will happen
that will put my married life to the backseat and my social life straight into
the driver’s seat and full throttle ahead.
Every weekend will be filled with speed and excitement – minus the romance; as one my husband’s favorite sayings because of his stature (though it’s perfect to me) is: he was built for speed and romance. The other is: “I may not be tallest tree on the mountain but I’m the sweetest shrub in the valley.” I have been his life partner and now married partner for a total of almost 21 years, and yes, I have heard those two sayings often. He actually has many Kornbread’isms – but that’s another story for another day.
Every weekend will be filled with speed and excitement – minus the romance; as one my husband’s favorite sayings because of his stature (though it’s perfect to me) is: he was built for speed and romance. The other is: “I may not be tallest tree on the mountain but I’m the sweetest shrub in the valley.” I have been his life partner and now married partner for a total of almost 21 years, and yes, I have heard those two sayings often. He actually has many Kornbread’isms – but that’s another story for another day.
At any rate, I won’t be homeless but I will be practically
husband-less for the next 10 months. I have spent the last two months trying to
get all of my piled-up honey-do’s completed, because there will be none of that
in the months to come. Anything I need will be worked-in between commercials
and television scheduling and unless I’m on fire, the house is on fire, or his
vehicle is on fire, I need not come to him for much of anything!
Yes, my husband has a mistress; albeit it’s his part-time
mistress, the time and attention it takes from me is all the same. And I’m sure
you’re asking yourselves how I have allowed this to happen, and the truth is, I
don’t quite know myself.
I mean I knew it, I was of sound mind and body when I
started dating him all those years ago, and certainly by the time I married him
in 2006; but I think somewhere in the back of my mind I thought some of that
interest would fade with time. That other things would become more important –
like fishing and gardening. Okay, gardening is a stretch beyond ANY man’s
imagination of something more exciting and fun to do than to sit and watch a
NASCAR race for hours on end, but geez!
However, somewhere along the way, and those millions of circles around a track of asphalt, I figured out a way to make myself just as happy as he seems to be. I learned that as long as I had him something here to eat, he really didn’t notice whether I was around or not, so I found other things for me to do that were exciting FOR me.
I see a lot of chick movies and I eat a lot of popcorn. I catch up with girlfriends doing fun things like walking through plant nurseries in 100 degree heat, looking at all the pretty flowers. I catch up on my reading list, and of course, when his races are not on, I am catching up on my television shows I had to record.
These coming months of “separation” do us both a little good. I think it’s healthy for partners/spouses to have different interests. But even so, I appreciate the race free weekend days – because the lake will be calling our name and we can do something together that we both love – FISH!
However, somewhere along the way, and those millions of circles around a track of asphalt, I figured out a way to make myself just as happy as he seems to be. I learned that as long as I had him something here to eat, he really didn’t notice whether I was around or not, so I found other things for me to do that were exciting FOR me.
I see a lot of chick movies and I eat a lot of popcorn. I catch up with girlfriends doing fun things like walking through plant nurseries in 100 degree heat, looking at all the pretty flowers. I catch up on my reading list, and of course, when his races are not on, I am catching up on my television shows I had to record.
These coming months of “separation” do us both a little good. I think it’s healthy for partners/spouses to have different interests. But even so, I appreciate the race free weekend days – because the lake will be calling our name and we can do something together that we both love – FISH!
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