What about a party?
What do you think? Isn't that what everybody does? Throw a party for people who are going away?
Bon Voyage!
I could invite all her fiends over and hide them in the oven—er, CLOSET. And have them jump out at about 3am.
"Surprise!"
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Did I mention she's a marksman? Ok not really, but marksman or not, gunfire at 3am is enough to liven any party.
Too much? Fine. And I was gonna invite you….
Really though, last night at my writers' group, I bought her a card. I spent about 15 minutes after the meeting looking for the perfect one. Hallmark doesn't offer any "To you, on your divorce" cards. I looked. I did find a cute, blank inside one though, bought it and everything.
I'm not giving it to her. I've changed my mind. No, it's nothing mean and spiteful, in fact it's quite the opposite. If I give her the card, she's going to think I'm only giving it to her because I want something. Not because it seemed like a nice thing to do, which was the reason I bought it.
When I apologized to her for things I hadn't done back in November, she acted like my only intentions were self motivated. They weren't. I don't get the warm fuzzies when I say "I was wrong." No, those are called "heebie-jeebies." Don't get me wrong, I was earnest in my apology. I just think our understanding of the crimes committed were not sympathetic.
We've been out of sync for quite a while. Even when it was good, I'm not sure it was ever in sync. Not to be confused with the spiffy spelled boy band, "N Sync." It was NEVER that.
But there were other things. I love music. I think I've mentioned that. She likes it too, even if her tastes are like kitty litter. No, I never—ok scratch that—I try not to fault people for their tastes. Really as long as you like it who cares? You're the one who hast to live with it.
Even if I don't agree with your tastes, I can usually sympathize with them. I used to make tapes and CDs for friends and family. Once I got the feel for what they liked, I 'd record bands in the same vein. Bands that maybe they hadn't heard. Some people heal the sick, or give food to the poor; I offer music alternatives to the less fortunate.
I used to make CDs for MyWife all the time. New stuff, before it got to the radio. She never really got into them. I'm not sure if it was the music itself, or just the CDs, but it just wasn't her thing. Finally, I stopped making them. Oh, I'd still tie her to a chair and say "listen to this!" I just didn't give her the shiny souvenir too.
Then again, the last 3 people I've made mix CDs for stopped talking to me altogether. Right after I gave them the CDs... Do you think it's my taste that’s like kitty litter?
No, it's gotta be them.
I'm sorry they're unappreciative jerks.
MyWife never really liked parties either. She's not social. I don't mean that as in "I married a cave troll," I just mean she prefers to be home and quiet. And I can appreciate that. For all my love of people, it's good to be alone sometimes. It's even better if you're alone with the one you love. The quiet moments, sharing the music, the books, the ideas, the comforting touch, the endearing gaze. That's the best party, but I can't throw her one of those. So for now, I'll just settle with leaving her alone.
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