A Matter of Priority

Another day, another realization.

I have previously stated here that she dictates priority in the family and until she makes it one, it isn’t. Much of this came back to me as I have started trying to get the last of the boxes and stuff out of storage and into the house. All the feelings of frustration have come rolling back.

“No R2, we aren’t going with the others.”

Yeah, I’m Luke. I keep going off in different directions not with the rest of the gang. I’m chasing mystical, mythical, spiritual things that the others really don’t understand.


I’ve also realized she takes no risks. Costumes. Adventure. Something different. All these and more require one to extend, even if only a little, beyond their comfort zone.

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About One

Been weird in recent days. Maybe it’s the change in weather here. Caught a stretch of being okay with her this week. Can’t put my finger on what or why its been triggered. I’m trying to run with it, embrace it, enjoy it, nourish it. Something is changing.

Then saw this in my Instagram feed:

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We all have at least one of these? I know I have songs that take me back to certain girls and that time.

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Thy Will Be Done

I learned today that a girl from my childhood passed away Friday from cancer. She had breast cancer 8 years ago, and things came back last year. I can only imagine that year.

I hadn’t talked to her in 20 years. She was a vibrant, energetic girl who liked to laugh, but also keep one honest. We had some shared moments. Movies, sledding, hanging out at her dad’s place and others. It’s tough riding a ten speed 7 miles one way to buy some flowers and then back, but it was worth it. My father relied on her family quite a bit just after my parents split. She wasn’t always there, but the chance that she could be was comforting.

With this I have come to acknowledge that I don’t let things go very easily.


Life Holds on to Things


Ideally we can get on the same page. That will take a bit of work as all the work I’ve done here is kind of like “reading ahead”. It would be cool if we both came to the same conclusion. But I need an Inception like thing to plant that seed and make it seem like her idea. Though I am coming to grips with the thought of being the “bad guy”.

Seeing that we met almost 20 years ago next week I tried to buy her jewelry, but not being able to pick something out, I went with a gift certificate. I purchased that book. She thought the amazon package was for her, so she opened it. Seeing that book gave her a little bit of a panic and I noticed an attitude change. I did give her the stuff early this week. It looks as if the book hasn’t even been cracked open. You would think if your significant other handed you a relation ship book that they read and thought was interesting and useful, you might want to get through it ASAP. But what do I know.

Marriage Friend Zone. Not an original idea, but it was for me. I think I can honestly say that that is what has happened here. I think it all comes back to her knowing what she really feels. Really looking deep and into those dark places for answers, and answers that she may not like.


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Time. Timing.

On the 13th we put an offer in on a house. On the 15th it was accepted. On the 23rd we close on the sold house.

10 days.

To be honest I had hoped to close before finding a place. But timing is never right.

During this we moved everything, and that wasnt easy. Tensions were high, amount of words low. It is in thinking about the while process and the 2 months to prep that I have realized as she goes, the family goes. Packing was NOT a priority to her. “We have this to go to.., or that to do.” She and the kids are on a day trip. I’m loading and unloading a truck. Now all of a sudden packing is a priority, and shit melts down.

In an effort to try and find every way to make things right and try everything I will be giving her a book I recently read to try and save the relationship. Am I too far gone? Is she?

Fun Fact: We are coming up on knowing each other for 20 years.

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Bit By Bit

I don’t know myself anymore. Any preconceived notions I thought I once had, have been left in the dust. I’ve tried to question everything in an attempt to learn more, and find answers. I think I only managed to muddy the already murky waters.

We are looking for a house. There was a time where I wanted more acreage than one could count on their fingers and toes. I think I wanted it to be fairly large with many rooms. I now find myself unable to nail down any one thing a house should have. We have been open to looking at many different houses in a variety of settings, ie small yards. Much too small I’m afraid. Ideally neighbors shouldn’t be able to hear each other fart from within their home.

I’m employed. Most of my career has been graphic design. Had a home building stint and now I pick things up and put them down. I still get job board emails and still quickly review the offerings followed by the click of the delete button. Not much inspiring lately.

We are married. 14 years with 20 together. As a reader here you know how this goes. A few recent discussions and things seemed to get closer between us. I’ve seen this play out before. Closeness for a bit and then back to the normal life.


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