Cyclothymic Cister

Before the Internet, I used to lie in bed at night composing thoughts as if I were talking to a wise entity. (An actual face never came to mind). I would re-word and re-phrase the thoughts till they were crystal clear. Now I can blog. And hopefully, there are a lot of wise people with real faces out there who might just comment back.

Wednesday, July 18, 2007

Friends

I don’t have a huge circle of friends so the ones I have, I want to treat with respect. Having said that, I want to thank all you friends out there who have kept up with my blog over the last couple or three months, even though I haven’t responded to comments or posted comments to your blogs. I am truly touched.

It is not that I haven’t read your blogs—I have. And I have had things that I really wanted to say, but just have not had the mental wherewithal to compose my thoughts.

So don’t be surprised if you get comments on your older posts. Also, I plan to respond to your comment on my posts, if you care to look back
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Wednesday, July 04, 2007

Remodeling Houses; Rebuilding Relationships

Exactly one year ago today my husband and I had just completed getting a rental house ready to sell. (Read entry of JUL 11 ‘06). Every weekend for three months we worked in sweltering heat performing laborious tasks. One unexpected result of the difficult ordeal was that we gained respect for one another thus improving our tottering relationship

This summer is a repeat of last year; only now we are remodeling our own house. Similarly, working as a team doing labor-intensive tasks and living under difficult conditions, has improved our relationship. I think it is something about sharing hardships that does it.

For example, while we were having our floors installed and finished we had to live in a tiny room in our downstairs amidst boxes and stuff, in the same room where the litter of kittens lived. We had no TV and no computer during that time (which was about 10 days). Instead we sat outside until dark and then crashed on a twin mattress on the floor. To mask the smell of kitten odor we burnt incense. It was cozy, and we slept very well.

To get ready for work each morning we had to dig wrinkled clothes out of a suitcase and climb over furniture to make coffee. We scrambled to put the pets in a closed room so they wouldn’t walk on the fresh polyurethane. And then we had to leave for work an hour earlier than normal as the floor crew got started at the crack of dawn. Whewwww.

Putting the house back together has been a slow procedure, but that is how we planned it. No more unneeded items are coming back in. It is nice to have a second chance and a fresh start.

So again on this July 4th, we’ll plant a flag on the lawn and declare another victory.

An aside: The rental house sold last year only two weeks after we put a For Sale sign in the yard—to the second person who looked at it.