A Life in Waiting

Two weeks. Yes a full two weeks and we have survived thus far. I am referring to our lives in a box of course. Actually the box part has been the easiest. The room has turned itself into an extremely efficient and orderly environment and I’d have to say, feeling like home. And I can’t speak well enough about our hosts. For the few moments a week that we actually all see each other, they have been overly gracious. I almost feel like I need to leave a tip on the dresser. Who would’ve thought that four busy, work oriented adults could simply coexist in one house that has just one shower? Not I. Of course this blog is all from my point of view. Who knows what they’re writing about us in theirs…

The most difficult part of this transition has been my relationship with Maria. As I have mentioned earlier, I am going through a pretty heavy selfish phase. I see it a lot in my day to day life, but hadn’t noticed it as much with us. But apparently it’s there and she has not exactly been shy about telling me about it. See the problem is this: I’m tired, overwhelmed and stressed. When I’m not working I’m working on Bluu. When I’m not working on Bluu I’m preparing for my trip (i.e. researching the best banks for money conversion/withdrawal fees, how I’ll get around, finding a bike that’s reliable and not over budget etc). And while I’m doing any one of these things, I’m constantly thinking about the others. My head feels like it’s going to explode. Or fall off, whichever draws more sympathy.

So did you notice anything? I just mentioned all of the things that are going on in my life and not one mention of Maria. Yeah well she noticed that too. I guess it could be attributed to a mixture of taking her and our relationship for granted and the fact that I am bogged down with everything new going in my life right now that she is getting pushed aside. And it doesn’t hurt that during all of this she is as stressed as I and expects me to help deal with her problems as well as mine. Which under normal circumstances is not a big deal, it’s just that right now I have enough of my own.

Well I don’t have a clue as to what I’m going to do about it. Tomorrow we are going to be going across the river to go apple picking at this awesome little vineyard called Warwick Valley Winery. I highly recommend it to anyone because on top of the apple picking, they produce their own hard ciders, wines and have a brick oven pizzeria inside. Sure honey, let’s go ‘apple picking’. (I’ll be drunk within a half hour) But at least we should have plenty of time to make sure that we find time with each other during this stressful period of our lives. Not to mention plenty of apple ammo if we don’t.

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