Formatting takes time and I'm more of a stream of consciousness kind of person. So this is going to be messy just a bunch of words typed out.
This weekend marked 12 years of marriage for me. I've never done any thing for 12 years straight except maybe school. I once told a friend congratulations on their anniversary and we ended up talking about how we celebrate birthdays far more than anniversaries.
We as human beings, animals in some ways, are programmed for survival, the number of folks who fail at suicide is staggering and it stems from our core belief that we should continue to survive. So a birthday is the celebration of your birth, the congratulations that you've survived another year, that we're happy you're here for another trip around the sun.
But wedding anniversaries, those celebrate work, collaboration, to continue to continue to want to be married to someone and put in the effort to maintain that relationship. That's an achievement worth celebrating. So for 12 years now my wife and I have continued to make the effort to respect and love each other. It's pretty darn cool.
After a weekend at a B&B with just the 2 of us, wherein we celebrated by just being near each other in silence among other things. We went and retrieved our children from Auntie's. We are blessed to have family that is willing to take our goblins for more than a few hours at a time.
Then we got home and life came crashing back in. The things that need to do, the things we want to do, chores, bills, and unexpected events.
So given the noise in my head, and the constant barrage of things requiring my attention, I have learned to cope by making lists. Things that need doing, things that would be nice to get done but aren't a real priority.
With a weekend worth of time to disconnect from the constant barrage of stimuli I remembered many things that needed doing that I had forgotten, that hadn't made it onto a list.
Upon return to our house we discovered that Cayson's computer solid state drive had died. Unlike a spindle drive which can slowly die and make clicking noises so you know it's going, a SSD apparently just dies, no warning, no indication just poof computer no longer recognizes that the drive is connected. All his Minecraft worlds are gone with no way to get them back.
So we took out the trash, we did laundry, we tidied the garage, we moved the hot tub back into the backyard and filled it back up
