An Interesting Experience Adapting? posted 1/19/2009 11:47:46 PM | 0 kudos what's this?     report abuse tagged: humor, relationship

EquuisdancerDbndon

Below is an almost interesting experience of a guy who has lived alone for most of his adult life.

So, okay, Dancer has been here a few months, off and on -- mostly on. Which means, this old guy has had some “adapting” to do. This blog is not whining or complaining, by any means. But, there have been some interesting changes around here lately that are more then just humorous.

There’s a storm here; a snow storm outside and a slow storm inside. Outside is white. Inside is . . . well . . . not white, but it’s not supposed to be. Rather, it seems somewhat like a tornado -- albeit one moving in very slow motion -- in this apartment.

First, a little background is necessary: I was born half blind, literally. Sure, I can walk around without bumping into things and I can even drive legally. But, there are some serious limitations for me, most of which I have worked around in ways that keep others from noticing that little problem. Also, when I take off my glasses, I’m almost legally blind.

One “work around” for that little problem is that I always place everything in the same place. Therefore, if Dancer asked me if I have something, I could always tell her exactly where it was, without even looking up.

Notice that I wrote “could” above rather than “can”?? Yup, there’s a reason for that, too.

Walking around at night, it is not necessary for me to wear glasses or turn any lights on. Never was before, anyway. I could always put my hand on anything I wanted without “seeing” it first. So, it was a surprise, late one night, when I ran into a chair. Yeah, you read that right: a whole large chair! We need not say how said chair might have become moved, but it did. The reason was that someone who need not be mentioned wanted to make room in front of the picture window for a little art studio table. Therefore, for the first time since I have lived here, some furniture was moved, most prominently a rather large chair. And, I might add, that was rather hard on the toes and two of them are still black and blue.

In the kitchen, pots and pans were always in exactly the same place, as were caned goods & such. Not so much anymore, though. The cabinets, refrigerator and stove are still in the same places, but what is in them has changed considerably lately. It’s not that I’m complaining here, but it is sometimes a chore finding stuff in there nowadays. Worse, the little Sweetie who rearranged stuff evidently doesn’t know where some of it is, either. Should I also mention that she doesn’t want me putting anything back where I think it naturally belongs??

Oh . . . and what’s all this stuff hanging around in the bathroom lately?? I always had clean and clear surfaces in all the rooms because I’m often prone to knocking things over when there is clutter. Nowadays, the bathroom is rather full of “stuff,” most of which I don’t even recognize. Some of it smells funny, too. . . . I tried to clean makeup out of the sink the other day. Anyone else notice that the stuff is thick and sticky and smears all over the place before any of it will wash off? Interesting, that! I sure wouldn’t want any of that stuff on my face. Oh . . . I even went out and bought a shelf for the bathroom so there would be more room. Somehow, it got totally filled the same day it arrived. Go figure. . . . .

The little art studio sort of branched out some, too. She didn’t think I would notice the packages behind the stereo or the container of supplies behind a recliner, but I did. It’s the sheets of copper and pewter that were hanging in the shower that sort of got me shaking my head in disbelief, though. At one point, there was even a large cookie sheet in there that was later hidden somewhere after I politely asked why it might be in the bathroom. I knew, but was just being nice at the moment. I found it later -- in the coat closet.

Our first few months together have been interesting, to say the least! We certainly have a lot of fun together. And, I suppose there will come a time when “things” will all again find a permanent place where we both can find them. Maybe. But, right now I’m not all that sure about that.

Fact is, we both still have a little adjusting to do, but that’s coming along just fine. As I stand back and look (at the big picture) most all of it is rather funny. Or, better put, some of it is really hilarious! Maybe not at the moment, but certainly in the overall scheme of things it sure is.


p.s. This was written by DbnDon with no input from Dancer. But . . . when I let her read it, before posting, she laughed her ass off! Which means, there’s no telling what is next. Updates will come when applicable.

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