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The Path of Least Resistance

I’m sure you know why roads are as windy as they are. Back in the beginning when the world was younger, people walked or rode an animal. They took the path of least resistance. Hence the winding road across the landscape. Houses grew up along those path and communities and farms grew but the path remained the same. Streets and back roads followed in that same manner making the villages and countryside that grew around them look like jigsaw puzzles.

Times have changed but in a way that is the how we all live...taking tha path of least resistance. Humans have not changed it seems.

My husband and I are not alike in anyway. We have moved out lives around each other and live a twisted and windy life.

I had never really seen that in us until just recently. We bought a townhouse last year and built a new life here in a townhouse development in Tucson. The floor plan is different, our small backyard is not the same as anything we have ever had. And the list goes on.

My husband has always been very ergonomically correct. He never pushed his golf cart one step further than he had to. He figured out the direct route right away. I always admired his way of doing things in that regard.

I am all about the esthetics. I never have considered whether a piece of furniture was in the way if it looked good in place. If we had to walk around the end of the couch to get to the back door, I thought that was okay. You can see how my ergonomically correct husband might be put out with that way of doing things.

Once I hooked into what was going on, I realized that I just needed to put the furniture in the room and see where it ended up. If the chair kept moving across the room that is where it needed to be. Our deck now has the two chairs close to a fire pit table and not in the corner with flowers around it. I thought it looked beautiful when in actuality it did not function like it should.  It is just fine. In fact, it is better, more ergonomic and we both like it.

Lessons learned:
  • Remember, if you are going to share a space whether it be at an office or at home, compromise is the key to a happy life.
  • Happy wife, happy life is not necessarily the best way.
  • If you think a dog would be better, I am so sorry. Get a dog and see what I mean.
I know that there more lessons in life here. What do you think they are.

Have a wonderful day.

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Comments

  1. I do not try to change my husband's behavior and make things different than he wants. It's not worth the headache. Plus he's pretty smart and figures things out better than I do. Sort of like yours. :-)

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  2. I want to meet your husband. :) We are lucky women.

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  3. My husband will often rain on my parade... I have a GREAT IDEA and he'll shoot holes in it (he was an engineer in his pre-retirement life). Although I feel disappointed, I more often than not come to realize that maybe it wasn't such a GREAT IDEA. The worst part is admitting that he was right. Totally agree about the dog :)

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  4. I am all about the aesthetics, too, but like your husband I feel that if a piece of furniture is in the way, then it's not aesthetically pleasing. Anyway, you are right -- compromise is the key to a happy life.

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