Our Marriage Secret – Compromise
My 29th wedding anniversary will happen this year. My husband and I have been together 30 plus years if you count the pre-wedding dating and engagement. I feel very lucky. We rarely fight. Yes, we occasionally have disagreements and sometimes raise our voices but, I only need one hand to count the number of “sleep on the couch” type fights. I think that is really good for 30+ years of togetherness. I thought I would use today’s post to share our secret.
Drum roll please…..
Our marriage secret is “compromise”.
Of course, there are plenty of other things like agreeing to disagree, supporting each other’s hobbies and interests (even if it is something we don’t like or enjoy), having some shared interests, and lots of patience.
But, today’s blog is about compromise and the most recent “big” compromise.
I decided to make a plank wall in our family room. I researched plank walls on Pinterest. I purchased the wood for the planks; then, stained and cut them. I even put half of the wall up by myself. Sure, my husband helped along the way. He actually finished the wall when I got stumped at how to get around the electronically outlets. So, I guess you could say it is our plank wall. But, it was my vision which looked something like this in my head:
I planned to add some other things but had not decided what would look good. I needed something to fix my mistake. Can you see it? I did the right side by myself and my OCD tendencies kicked in. I cut all the boards the exact same length. Oops! The big question was “do we fix it”?
Then, one day, I hear hammering coming from the family room. I ran (yes, ran) downstairs to see what was happening. And, what to my wondering eyes do I see? (Sorry, couldn’t resist).
This is what I saw:
“Why did I let this happen?”, you ask. Well, it’s all about compromise. The family room is where my husband spends most of his time. I have already taken over the spare bedroom, office, sunroom…well, you get the idea. He helped when I needed him to finish the wall. He pays half the mortgage and takes care of our house. Most importantly, he is my partner. Besides, it helps to cover my mistake without taking down the entire right side. I got the plank wall and he got a place to hang his trophies. A win-win for both of us. How’s that for compromise?
Maybe one day I’ll share the story of my husband’s ultimate compromise for me. It beats mine by about 100 miles.
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