My beautiful second husband was a bit of a ditherer
- lovely nature, we never argued (no, really in 12 years we never argued
), but he was high maintenance.
He was made redundant soon after we set up home together so began to do most of the considerable renovation work himself. He loved doing it, it gave him a sense of purpose, having felt let down and depressed after his fourth redundancy (typical oil industry in Aberdeen - don't need them, ditch them, pick up replacement staff when we restart in 6 months time!
), and he was damned good at it - had an eye for style, and recognised and enhanced the original features of our old cottage.
But the place was always in a muddle when i got home from work, tired and hungry, and no tea ready. Eventually I told him he didn't give himself enough advantages - it became a stock phrase for the next 10 years
- so we set about making lists each evening - not just of what he
had to do, like taking the dogs for a run in our fields, and making himself a sandwich, but also of what items he needed around him to start the work, where to find them and where to leave them ready for the next day. It made a huge difference, and I began to come home, if not to a tidy home, at least to a cleared area to walk through, and that gradually improved too.
So what that ambulation was all about is plan ahead, make lists, give yourself advantages.
Topic: Emotional meltdown (Read 2604 times)
