Neither fish nor fowl
I have my routines and things to do during the week. How are we going to synch that with the things he wants to do? And how about the things < I > want him to do? There's a garage that hasn't been cleaned for more than 18 years. God KNOWS what has accreted in the corners. And it's got to be a joint undertaking. His tools, my papers, his toys, my stash, our photo albums, our bicycles, . . .
Oh, and how about the things < HE > wants < ME > to do? I should get more timely with the laundry? The dishes? The litter boxes? Unfortunately, we both have the sense that there's all the time in the world. We can do it later. So it never gets done. Well, we are cheerful, appreciative and adaptable people, so this will get worked out. Before I know it, we'll be ticking along like clockwork. Maybe we could even take a photography class together. Neither one of us has a gift for gardening, and he's king of the kitchen so we won't be cooking together. But photography could be a great shared hobby and will fit in wonderfully with out traveling urges.
And we will be doing a lot more walking. Yay for us!