Compromises

I know its been ten days since the last blogswero. Been busy acting like a tourist. You know, the unwashed masses. Anyway, I am back and will try to be a bit more consistent.

This full time RVing is all about compromises. Now after 40 years of marriage you would think that there wouldn’t be much left to compromise on. Contraire!

Here are just a few of the choices that needed adjudication from the battlefield.

Rocky Mountain Sewing Expo…..or
Braves vs. the Rockies Baseball Game
I skipped the sewing expo but we both caught the ball game

Shorter hikes under 5,000 feet elevation
Longer bike rides over 5,000 feet
We part company on the longer bike rides.

Turning Furnace on in the morning
Keeping refrigerator stocked with O’Doules and Suzy’s favorite white wine
We do both for each other.

Limits on the number of bookstores and quilt stores in one day
Limits on the number of physical activities in one day
What would life be without limits? (more exhausting)

Rocky Mountain Quilt Museum or……..
American Alpine Climbing Museum
We ended up not doing either, lack of time I guess.

Fly fishing Stops
Quilt Store Stops
We are doing these separate and enjoying the time away.

Taking Jet out for a pee at zero dark thirty AM
We take turns……Jet doesn’t care who takes him, just be quick about it.

Whose turn is it for the Kindle?
We are learning to share, Suzy while we are driving, Tom in the evening.

We have learned so much through the compromises. We learned new things about each other, that life is not 50/50, that losing is like winning and vice versa, and it is all good.