I love my husband Lewis more than anything in this world. He’s my best friend, confidant, playmate. We rarely argue and really never really fight but lately, we’ve been fighting. What is the turn of events that has caused this unusual phenomenon? We’re remodeling.
Actually, we haven’t even started our remodel yet and we’re fighting. The project is expected to take almost a year. Wow, this is really going to be fun.
We’ve had little squabbles over the past few months but when I decided that we should move out of the construction zone, at least for a few months, I was met with firm resistance. My husband is usually a pretty easy-going guy. We give and take but if I really want something, he’s usually pretty accommodating. Not this time.
Taurus is known for loyalty….and stubbornness. I’ve seen that side before but this time was different. His heels were dug in, his jaw was set, and his tone was very firm. Whenever the subject was broached and I asked why he didn’t want to move, his only answer was, “I just don’t see the need”.
He could live in a cardboard box. Me? No way. In our early dating history he asked me to go camping in Yosemite. “I don’t camp” was my response. “It will be fun. We’ll pack our gear, hike, pitch a tent in the wilderness and camp under the stars.” “I don’t camp”. A few rounds later he finally believed me.
We were going at it pretty hard about moving out for a few weeks until the house we were planning to occupy was no longer available. We had planned to stay there while it was for sale (that’s my kind of camping) but it sold faster than expected. The next day the fighting stopped. He felt that he’d won the battle.
That space is no longer an option but I haven’t completely given up the notion of relocating. When the plastic has covered our doorways and dust has blanked everything that we own, we’ll see where we land. The battle may have been won but the war is not lost.
It’s true. We rarely ever fight. We don’t always agree but disagreeing usually does not end up in a fight. I usually let her think she is right just because she is so stubborn and won’t accept that she may be wrong. I’m fine walking away because most of the time there is nothing worth fighting about but this time I was not going to let her off that easy because she was wrong and nothing was going to change her mind.
We started this project with the laundry room. It turned out great but it was done first so that the cats would have a place to live during the construction and so that we would not have workers upstairs while we were living upstairs. I have already prepared myself to live comfortably in our upstairs “apartment” with a few minor inconveniences and I am not about to move away.
It will get dusty upstairs but not that much and we already have our bar set up in our bedroom and toaster oven and mini-fridge in our master bathroom. What else could we need?