The Honeymoon Is Over

Writing about what I am experiencing has been surprisingly therapeutic for me. I will be honest I did not think it would be, but it has. I will probably continue to write for the rest of my days or as long as I can peck away at a keyboard. However, I won't burden or bore those of you with this for that period of time. I don't know how long I will do this blog, but I paid a fee to host it for a year and you know me I like to get my money's worth. We will just take it one day at a time for now.

There was some stuff this last week that I have not shared on the blog because it may seem a little odd (and it is) However, I am taking the tac that the first step to recovery is admitting you have a problem and maybe sharing this will help me resolve the situation.

Hello my name is Joe and I have had my first, shall we say disagreement/argument with my dearly departed wife.

Those that don't know me all that well are probably saying "Oh thats so sad". Those that do know me well are probably saying "I am surprised they lasted a week". So I guess as they say the honeymoon is over.

My wife had her own little idiosyncrasies, that drove me nuts, but because I loved her I learned to just go with the flow. It is one of these habits of hers that we argued about this week.

She had this thing about hiding "important" things (jewelry, important papers, etc,) so that if our house was burglarized the burglars would have to "work" to find or get our stuff and they in her mind would not get everything.

Sadly people we know had their homes burglarized and that just further cemented her way of thinking about this. One of our nephews in-laws homes was burglarized and the people who broke in really went thru the place from top to bottom (even up into the attic). So this made Jennifer double down on this "hiding" thing.

Earlier this week, I was looking for a old laptop computer that I know has some photo's on it that I would like to put in the photo montage for her services. So I go to the place where I think it is. In the interest of security I won't say where that is and because she would kill me if I did. I am sure you can see where this going. It was not there.

I go to the second place where I think it might be and nope it's not there either. Well after going to about the twentieth place where it might be, plus revisiting several of the first couple of "favorite" hiding spots just in case I missed it (I have a knack for,doing that) I still have not found the damn thing. So needless to say I am cussing at her about where she put it (To be honest the cussing started with the first look at hiding spot #2).

I assure you that it is highly likely that she told me where she put the damn thing and I probably acknowledged that she told me, but obviously I did not "hear" her. I was probably too busy watching some YouTube video of people doing stupid stuff. During this arguement I can hear her saying quit hollering at me or I will cry and I assure she would.

Anyway, I am still looking for it. I will find it, but I'll show her, I just won't put the damn pictures on it in the montage. Anyway, I am hoping that she will cave and send me a sign on where the damn thing is.

Honeymoons can't last forever anyway.