Lynn Off

Posted on August 10, 2004 in Partnership

Lynn’s gone to her father’s funeral, leaving me alone until Sunday. I’ve found ways to fill every day except Thursday with activity to get me out of the house. She was driving me crazy with her running around trying to collect every piece of mermorablia to take back east with her and it was one of those rare occasions when I was looking forward to her departure just so that the condo would be free of that kind of frenzy. Still, that doesn’t equal a drinking binge or adultery or ax murder, so her return on Sunday will be welcomed by me.

Unpacking is so much easier on home life than packing, isn’t it?

Marriage has its unpleasant and tense moments, but it’s better than living alone. Judging the institution by measuring its pleasures is a sure way to make oneself miserable and lead one to skipping faster and with less purpose than a hurled flat stone.