Tuesday, December 10, 2013
Relocating to a new country has a very unique effect on our dialogues. I can’t claim that our conversations lately were as free flowing and fluid as they’ve always been. As we grow older and our positions in life become so vastly different, the common threads that usually weave themselves into interesting conversations begin to thin out.
He talks mostly about work and I listen only when he mentions the kids, my friends or my workout routine. I talk primarily Yoga, Soul Spinning and Swim classes and he listens only when the words “lucrative” or “paid consultancy” permeate my free flowing monologues. Otherwise, we communicate great! (Smirk)
So when I started telling him about my plans for packing up the house, I didn’t expect much. I was proud with my decision to designate all the Thomas tracks and trains as family heirloom, his silent appraisal of the car roofing came as no surprise. At least he wasn’t rolling his eyes… yet. I kept talking anyway.
- - I don’t think I want to give the kids’ Thomas stuff away.
- - Maybe just the train table but not the tracks
- - I mean those tracks represent years of our boys’ early childhood
Silence .. I’m thinking: eventually he has to give in and engage, or else, his neck will go stiff on him for staring at the car roof for so long.. and we still have five more traffic lights to cross before I drop him off..
- - You know what? I’ll put it all in a big box.. Maybe I’ll send it with you on your first visit
There is a sudden neck movement. Yes, I finally got his attention. I keep staring ahead, focused on the road
- - Why would I take a box full of train tracks on my first visit?
- - I don’t know, you’re going anyway, you might as well take some stuff with you
- - Yeah, but after that first visit, I will go and settle for 6 months. So I’m thinking: I need to carry as much of my personal stuff as I can. Otherwise I’m stuck for months till the container arrives.. You know, essential things like suits, shirts, shoes….
- - Really?? You want to take your clothes? But a single box of Thomas tracks is too much for you? That’s just silly!
Oohhh, did I just say that? Did I actually just say that?
Blessedly, I only had one traffic light left and he was kind enough to laugh, just laugh!
He did do the Choo Choo signal as he left the car however, and I think I heard him sing: they’re 2, they’re 4 they’re 6 they’re 8.. Shunting trucks and hauling freight………..♩♪♫♬♩♪♫♬♩♪♫♬
I have to concede to the fact that... when overwhelmed I tend to panic about the ridiculous stuff, start packing the trivial "heirloom" items, spend hours making to do lists with all the things I should have done in the past 5 years, never bothered, but now must, absolutely must do before I go!