I was reminded this weekend of a good friends take on a word. I salute you Davina for giving us the word relationshit. Simply changing one letter makes the word significantly more accurate. The ability to go home, close the door and be alone is often undervalued but sometimes those around you remind you how lucky you are.
I am sure that there are those that have a happy relationship but there are also people who like swimming! I don’t understand swimming, you enter a pool of water and then expend huge amounts of energy simply to avoid drowning. As a human I have an infinitely more efficient means of avoiding drowning, I stay out of the water. The same is true of relationshits, you spend most of your time and energy avoiding arguments and maintaining the peace. If you don’t have a relationshit this is not a problem unless of course you’re schizophrenic.
I know that those of you engaged in this fruitless exercise will wax lyrical about the happy old couples, please don’t. Relationshits are doomed to failure the only reason that cute elderly couple are still together is time. Relationshit failure is like cancer and smokers. If you have a relationshit it will fail but you may find that you die first, this is not a success of the relationshit it is simply timing. Like a smoker who gets hit by a bus, he hasn’t beaten cancer he just checked out before it got round to him.
This weekend has demonstrated to me that sticking on dry land makes sense. After all I have the luxury that when I argue with somebody I don’t have to take them home with me!
I’m now heading into week 3 of ‘Challenge Diary’. This complex challenge involves trying to maintain a busy diary whilst checking daily to see if I need to cancel a few days. I was going to use the analogy of a duck paddling beneath the water but I don’t think it works. This constant plate spinning is more akin to being out of place. I am an ordered person,, as a single man working away from home it’s essential. I have hotel reservations and travel arrangements booked in advance. I plan my diary and my movements and look to make everything as efficient as I can.
The odd thing is that whilst other people are hoping they win the Euro Lottery this week I would settle for just taking this next step. Once this hurdle is done I can start to move life forward again so my fingers are crossed for ‘the call’ this week.