About four years ago, I sold that something else. About three years ago, a real piece of work sued me in the Fourth Judicial District of Idaho over a contract dispute regarding the sale of that something else. Since I didn't feel like paying an Idaho attorney to represent me in court, my wife and I turned it into a bit of a road trip / vacation. Unfortunately, by the time we checked into our hotel in Boise, my wife was feeling ill. Still, she insisted that I have a fun evening without her. Being unsympathetic to her woeful health, I happily obliged.
I'm almost positive that she told me she had come up with the idea for a tiny house in a dream. But that sounds just a pinch bizarre, so I'm not going to commit myself to the story just yet.
This morning, I had breakfast with Macy, her daughter, H, and her actually-I'm-not-sure-what-their-relationship-status-is, J. I tried something new, sliced tomatoes, with my vegetarian omelette, and watched the waitress mix up "Yes, I'll take more coffee" with "No, thanks." Afterward, we went back to Macy's home, pictured to the right. Yep, it's that tiny house from her dream. And yes, she built it. I guess dreams do sometimes come true. Literally.
I'm happy for Macy and look forward to what she'll do next. At her home, while her great dane slobbered on me, Macy spoke of possibly transitioning into a teaching role and/or working from home, helping others to build their own tiny houses, doing what she loves and finding a way to make a living out of it. I like the idea of that. It seems like something that a lot of people talk about doing, yet never give an honest attempt. I'm glad that she's giving it a go.
Lately, I've been trying to embrace the awkward. Additionally, it also seems that I've been creating the awkward. While on this trip, I've enjoyed contacting local news outlets in an attempt to get them to do pieces about my encounters with Facebook friends. That's where SJ comes in. When we met this afternoon, a reporter from Boise's ABC news affiliate was on site to film the entire thing. And it was awwwwkward. Well, it was for me. I guess I never actually asked her, and she never actually said.
But SJ was a good sport about the whole thing. I cleared it with her beforehand, so she had ample opportunity to realize the potential painfulness of it all and back out of the whole thing. Instead, she showed up, did her thing, and looked good on TV while doing it, even going so far as to do the introductory hug not once, but twice, because the camera didn't catch us the first time.
I'm glad that I was able to meet up with SJ, but also that she was willing to do it under these rather unusual circumstances. I sometimes worry that my need to have fun in my own little world and create weirdness around me may cause misery in others, but that didn't seem to be the case with her. I'm coming to realize more and more that, while I may be the ultimate creator of my own happiness, it is being greatly assisted by those in my life. I'm not an island, even with somewhat silly things like this. People are helping me along the way. And I think that's awesome.
So, if there was anything which has been lacking in my marriage, it's that I never had in-laws that I could hate in a comedic, it'll-all-get-figured-out-in-30-minutes kind of way. Instead, J and K-Pod treat me really, really well. It's not just that they give me a place to stay, feed me steak cooked just the way I like it, and send me to bed with candy in my pockets (I love all those things, btw), but they also do things that make me feel like I'm not just the person who their daughter chose to marry, like I'm not simply the son-in-law that they got stuck with.
Maybe they don't always put much thought into the things that they do for me, but it usually seems like they do. Singing "Happy Birthday" on my voicemail (Bonus: I still have that saved), buying me whisky that is higher than top shelf, and getting me any video game that includes Mario is thoughtful on their end and appreciated on mine. It's nice not to be seen as collateral damage to my in-laws. My wife and I are coming up on seven wonderful years of marriage. Not coincidentally, I've had wonderful in-laws for almost seven years too.