When things go missing

I am learning some of the interesting points of habits and it is an very strange topic. For instance after a weekend with nothing to do but some little work and think about my missing my wife and children I have a better idea of one thing that could drive a spouse to be unfaithful, if they were leaning in that way to begin: physical addiction habits. I did, thankful, also learn one thing that can keep such feelings at bay: thinking about the spouse and not about missing the habits.

I made this realization when I entered into a few recent conversations with friends about my wife being gone with the kids. Ironically one friend's wife is also gone and we had a fun little conversation about it. It brightens the day and drives away all of the physical loneliness that builds up to refocus on the spouse instead of on the habit that you have built together.

To clarify, I was in no way close to cheating on my wife. To equate the two would be like saying that I personally know what it feels like to run into a burning building because my wife decided to toast here cook book last month. The flames of her little fire though still able to be damaging are nothing like a house that is a blaze! Just to clarify.

Another point, down the same path (the one that I am on even if you are not after that clarification) is how much of a habit I have entered into with the kids. I am so used to closing all of the doors in the house, especially the bathrooms, closets, and my bedroom that I have kept closing them even though the kids cannot get into them as they are many hours away.

The really silly thing about this is that I insist on opening them when I realize what I have done. Am I trying to make it harder to remember when the kids get back just to torment myself? All just part of physical programming that takes more control than it should in our lives.

I, personally, love to re-organize rooms (but have resisted much since I got married for my wife's sanity) and I think that part of that desire is embedded in a need to not build too many habits. The other part is probably my need for a sense of freedom and changing the look of my surround makes me feel like I have gone somewhere else. Yes, I can be a little strange like that.