Remember that song where she was a little more country and he was a little more rock n’ roll? That for sure describes me and my husband. He is happiest settled in the woods with a fire roaring in front of him and nothing but the sound of the crickets to keep him company. I am a city girl at heart. Silence is deafening to me. Without the sound of taxis beeping their horns and the feeling of energy swirling around me, I feel like I am in a vacuum.
These diverging styles have presented a challenge for sure. We have had to make many, many compromises in order for us to both feel content and that we have not sacrificed who we are for the other. We have been fortunate enough to have the means in our later years to really play out that compromise by essentially having two very separate homes. Most of the time we live in the country (close enough to the suburbs that we are not completely without necessities); but on holidays and weekends we head to our apartment in a nearby city. This may be the complete opposite of what most people do – as evidenced by the people we pass heading out to their country houses for the holidays – but it works for us.
And having two very distinct homes has meant decorating them accordingly – something that we are united in doing to reflect both of our tastes. Luckily, one thing that we most assuredly agree on is grandfather clocks; we just love them and think that no home is complete without a grandfather clock. And what we have discovered is that grandfather clocks just as easily work in both styles of home.
In the next post, I’ll share how grandfather clocks have worked equally well in both of our homes.