Most people makes lists to remind them of things to do. I need to construct lists of things not to doT
The side effect of the home siege casts together people that normally have a degree of separation. Despite being married for a lifetime, and it being a perfect union, in case she reads this, there were pre-siege considerable occasions when our paths didn’t cross for a while. Even when we were out, remember those days, we could separate and visit separate shops. Life had a degree of certainty, a symbiosis that rarely needed review.
The siege has thrust us together. And we are the lucky ones, it has not involved mortal combat, but it is uncanny how we need to be in the exact same spots in the house the other half has already nabbed. This tests resolve, this needs diplomacy never before exercised with such frequency.
It has become apparent that adoption of the house rules have strangely, nay predominately, lapsed. A reset is required. Simple things like leaving tea cups in strange locations, or an apple core left in a spot deliberately selected to remind me to pick it up next time I passed. I have left undone those things I ought to have done. Big time.
Thus for sake of harmony, courtesy and a desire to eat on the many occasions I haven’t made the meal have necessitated a review. Lists of misdemeanours to avoid are compiled. This has greatly reduced the onset of deserved long looks, the exasperated tone, the looks to the sky. Most errors, ie. class 2 are saved to be revealed during moments of mutual gathering. The bad errors, class 1 are covered with alacrity, my whereabouts promptly sought, the evidence produced. These can be bad, times very bad.
Thus I must try harder, compile notes or voice mantras to seek enlightenment. Still it’s a great means of passing the day whilst seeking other things to do.