Anonymous questions keep coming in, and here is one I like:
The posts I enjoy most of all are where you tell anecdotes from your daily life. Please share an endearing story or a happy memory. I could use reading it today!
The story that immediately comes to mind is when N and I were moving to our house back in 2014. N worked in St Louis back then and had a long commute, so I was supervising the process. On the day of the actual move, I wanted to surprise him and greet him with a completely ready new house, with no boxes, piles of stuff, or “projects”.
When he came to the new home in the evening, it looked completely lived in, and there was a small table in front of the open window, beautifully laid with a 3-course dinner. Of course, the dinner wasn’t home-cooked because there had been no time. But it was still a great surprise because N had missed the whole move. It was like magic.
Of course, it had taken almost a month to plan and effectuate this surprise little by little. But it was totally worth it.
The reason behind this endearing surprise is not exactly sunny. When N was a kid, his family moved to a larger apartment. The process was so fraught for his parents that they almost murdered each other. Literally. They used weapons and inflicted grave bodily damage. As a result, N was terrified of moving because he thought we’d end up chasing each other with cleavers, and I wanted to make it painless for him.
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