Having two Type-A personalities share the same living space 24-7 is not really the best scenario. Add a little stressor like, oh I don’t know, say Cancer, and things can get pretty dicey. Jeff is home and sick, and I should be overflowing with compassion and understanding. I find myself sorely lacking. My patience is thin. At a time when I should be bending over backwards to make him comfortable, I am more prone to bicker over silly things.
Any couple that enjoys a successful marriage will tell you that time spent apart is healthy. The trouble is that when I decide to go ahead and take some time to get out, I feel guilty that Jeff is sitting at home with virtually nothing to do.
It doesn’t seem right.
Over the past month or so, a couple of Jeff’s friends have come to pick him up and take him to lunch. One of the things Jeff has missed about working is the daily social interaction, so going out for lunch and good conversation really makes his day. That has been a help to me, too.
But I wish I could figure out something else that he would enjoy to pass the time. So far, the books on CD haven’t been a hit. He says listening just makes him sleepy. (Except for the Bible. He has listened half-way through that in just two months.)
So if you are praying for us, you can be asking for God to give me patience and inspiration. I’m all out of ideas.