I know I haven’t shown it lately, but you really do mean a lot to me. You’ve been a shelter from the storm, a firm foundation and a soft place to land. I’m so sorry I’ve neglected you…for the past year.
When I first found you, you consumed my days. I decorated you and organized you. You were the first thing I thought of when I woke up. The object of my affection. The highest priority on my to-do list. Target cheered with excitement every time I entered, knowing I was about to shower you with gifts. You were so gorgeous back then.
Remember when I used to have a daily planner and wrote about you every single day? Remember when I used to love to show you off to the neighbors? Remember when our friends admired our relationship and asked us for advice?
Now I can barely stand the sight of you. Truth be told, you’re stressing me out. What’s happened to us?
Lately…our relationship resembles a game of Whack-a-Mole.
You know it’s true. I see it in the way you look at me. You’re starting to resent me.
Just when I think I’ve made some headway in our relationship, you pop up with something new. You’re hiding my stuff. Overwhelming me with clutter.
You’ve become so high maintenance. You are a mess. I know that hurts you when I say that, but we need to lay the cards on the table.
You’ll be happy to know this is the week I re-establish our relationship. This is the week I tend to you from top to bottom. From wall to wall. If things go well, I may even dig out the daily planner and schedule you back in.
We have a lot of work to do…well, first to actually find the daily planner…but also, to redefine our relationship.
I don’t know if things will ever be the same as they once were. It’s not you, it’s me. My life has become so much more complicated than when we first fell in love. I hate to break this to you, but there is someone else in my life.
I’m sorry if that hurts you, but it is what it is. You have to come to terms with it, and realize you can’t always break down every time someone new enters the picture.
So maybe we can take is slowly. Room-by-room. I’m willing to work as long as it takes.