The Sea or the Lake? About Relationships

  This week i had to wait at the college library awhile.  i browsed some academic fairy tale books while waiting, put two back as WAAY too academic, and checked two out. The one with a bunch of  articles is fun to skim through, but i'll be reading in more depth  the one which looks at fairy tale women as archetypes of stages of a woman's life.
  Anyway, one of the articles is about Hans Christian Anderson, which has encouraged me to take another look at our volume of Hans Christian Anderson tales.  Some i've read, others skipped over.  i've learned that his  "The Wild Swans" is a much richer story than the folktale of the same name/type, for example.
  But anyway, while reading it, i shared aloud one of the lines with MyGuy.

  "The sea transforms itself
more in an hour
than a lake does
in a year."

  
  MyGuy said the strangest thing.  He said, "That's why I like lakes better."
  And i responded, "Funny.  That's why i was gonna say i like the sea better."
  (You should know, we're living with the furniture in roughly the same arrangement i put it in over 20 years ago, to just get it inside.  i had planned it thoroughly on paper first, but i never meant it to be a permanent configuration!  He says it's working and there's no need to change.)

  Incompatibility.  Grounds for a Great Marriage.
It's a book.  The authors, married over 40 years, say the only things they have in common are their kids & grandkids.  i know the feeling.

  Once i wrote a long essay about all the fantastic things i wanted to do, all the exotic places i wanted to travel, and ended by writing, "I'll probably end, though, by marrying some stick-in-the-mud businessman who is married to his job anyway."
 
  More recently, i told him that i am his kaleidoscope falling down the seacliff and he is my stick-in-the-mud businessman.
 

colored pencil sketch,
loosely based on web photo of Welsh coast

  But he's no  businessman, though quite competent. He's a computer techie.  And he's hardly stick-in-the-mud, but he is subtle.
  Like a lake.

You have to look closely to see

the nuances of the change in the lake. 

  It can be fascinating.

  i'm in.

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