Poor Venus and Mars

Well. My cousin Leanne has finally left her husband. So, that is officially the 5th divorce of marriages that lasted under 5 years of close friends of mine. Why are relationships so hard? I could tell you all about the other 14 relationships that I know of, including mine, that struggle. Still, I also know of 4 or 5 more couples getting married. It is like all the failures will not sway us from trying. If marriage was a stock, no investor would invest, but here are couple after couple taking their own swing at it. Obviously, a good marriage is a treasure worth hunting for...like the Gold Rush up in Dawson. All these people risking their lives and terrible odds wanting their chance to see if THEY just might be lucky one to find that elusive nugget. Man.

Life feels busy. As Christmas approaches this is always the case. I want to redecorate my patio with a little Christmas tree and pretty candles. I want to make a wreath for the door. I want to make some income. I need to clean house before we leave for Portland this Wednesday. Design projects and homework are due and piling up and I simply can't get ahold of Rob Daly to organize Cynthia's photoshoot OR find time to meditate. I desire days filled with cinnamon and crafts and carols and NO WORRIES. Wonder if I could manifest that? Maybe after we get back from Portland.

I hope this trip will give Jo and I some time for intimacy. Silly how you can live with someone and just kinda do parallel things along side each other. Makes events like spontaneous sex difficult. Been hard lately, seeing that how he wants to spend his time is different than how I want to spend my time. Not quite sure how a couple honours this and still feels like a couple.

Ah, my phone is ringing off the hook. Must go and do do do.
Rushed blogging.
Lovely.