On a normal weekday, my husband and I—both retirees—go our
separate ways during the day. He plays golf
on MWF, and I play golf on TTH. That’s the
way we keep a happy home.
You would think that living in a 2000+ square foot house we would not be constantly bumping into each other. But this morning, we were both at home, and I waited for twenty minutes while Neil used our cozy, one-sink bathroom. I occupied myself by folding clean laundry, but when I went to put it away, Neil was standing in front of the dresser. So I set the laundry aside and went to pick out my clothes from the small walk-in closet. In came Neil; out I went.
When I got out of the shower, there was a knock on the
bathroom door. Neil wanted to get the
wastebasket. Hey! It’s my time in
here. Then while I was getting dressed,
the door opened again by Neil with the empty wastebasket. “Leave it outside!” I ordered, guarding my private space.You would think that living in a 2000+ square foot house we would not be constantly bumping into each other. But this morning, we were both at home, and I waited for twenty minutes while Neil used our cozy, one-sink bathroom. I occupied myself by folding clean laundry, but when I went to put it away, Neil was standing in front of the dresser. So I set the laundry aside and went to pick out my clothes from the small walk-in closet. In came Neil; out I went.
Neil likes to work on his computer before breakfast, so I
went downstairs and started emptying the dishwasher. Along came Neil looking for some coffee--you
guessed it—on the counter above the dishwasher.
Same 2 square feet again—definitely not big enough for the both of
us.
The territory between the refrigerator and the island is a confining
4x4 space. After an awkward
do-si-do with my husband while trying to get breakfast, I gave up. Walk away from the refrigerator, I thought. I might as well wait my turn.
“What are you doing today?” Neil asked me as we sat together at one end of the kitchen
table.
“Taking a walk, voting in the primary, and leaving for golf
at 11:00am,” I answered. “Do you want to
take a walk?”
“Sure."
So we went for a walk together,
drove to the polling place together,
and we voted in side-by-side
booths. When we returned home, I did chores inside the house while
Neil worked in the yard. We were
probably both thinking the same thing: I NEED SOME SPACE!
As the law of physics states: two objects simply CANNOT occupy the same
space at the same time.
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