The Cave

Disclaimer: I know it’s been a while since I last wrote but in my defense, I started this post on Post-It notes days ago but didn’t get around to uploading it.

Quote of the day, “If you need me I’ll be in my cave.”

Yes, the doc is at it again preparing for another big test he is taking on Friday.  Let me describe his “cave” to you.  It is the only area in the whole apartment that I let him use his decorative abilities. 

(Side note- I did this in Hawaii with our bathroom because he insisted he could decorate.  We ended up with surf posters plastered across the walls.  I’ve learned by lesson.)

Back to the cave…His cave consists of the left half our second bedroom.  I emphasize the left side because it is much different from the right side, MY half. 

My half is where I am sitting now to write my blog.  My half is where I sew, create, blog/facebook stalk, plan my lessons for church, read magazines, often paint my nails, watch Netflix, write letters and relax. 

His half is where he pulls his hair out studying, stresses, learns, memorizes, watches the Hawaiian sunset each night on the surf cams on Surfline, dreams of Hawaii, dreams of surfing, watches surf movies, studies, stresses, learns, memorizes.  Did I mention pull his hair out?

Yes our halves have very different vibes.  My half is neatly organized with cute pink, blue and yellow bins and boxes.  It has a pink trashcan and clippings from magazines with all my new favorite recipes, crafts, quotes or ideas. 

His half has a great big Hawaiian flag on the wall. (The flag is bigger than his desk.) Beneath the flag he has chosen to decorate with surfing and climbing pictures (no surprise) and purposefully leaves his surfboards and snowboards out just to tease him.  Oh and did I mention the mountain bike that is propped against the window and keeps creeping over to my half?

Yes if you looked at my half, closed your eyes, and then looked at his half, you wouldn’t even know it was the same room. 

Despite our differences in decorating and choice of activity, I enjoy being able to be in the same room with him while he studies.  Even if we aren’t necessarily talking, it’s just nice to be with him.