Why are you shaking your head at me?

I wasn’t shaking my head. My head was actually perfectly still when Steph made a very random claim about something that I did not believe or agree with, I can’t remember which. The thing is, I was mentally shaking my head, but after 27 years together, I have mastered the art of being in disagreement without any physical indication. Unfortunately, she has mastered the art of being able to know when I am disagreeing with her, even when my poker face is frozen like a statue.

This is where we are now. Knowing each move before we even make it. And now without the distraction of our boys or the accompanying obligation to take them somewhere, tell them something, shove food in their mouths or take the 14 empty body wash bottles from their shared bathroom, the focus is firmly planted on the two of us. Every nuanced move to the fridge to stare at cheese when she knows I just want to grab a beer, every huffy sigh when neither one of us feel like salmon for dinner, every curt passive aggressive remark I make about the laundry not going to fold itself (relax, we all do our own laundry, mine just gets folded quicker).

So less focus on kids, more focus on us. Got it. But wait, could this be a good thing? 

After knowing each other so well, what can we land on that can at least partially fill the mental gaps that were dominated by our boys prior to their moving on or moving out. Not everything has to be together. We both understand that solo endeavours and social interactions are healthy. You have to something outside of each other to talk about. But we do have the time. And by getting this site live after a month of talking about it proves we can find something new to do without killing each other.  

Just have to keep trying new things.

And keep writing about it of course.