Fancy Faucets

When I left the house I shared with my soon to be exhusband five months ago, the one thing I missed the most was my bathtub.  We had bought this old house from my family (MY family) and remodeled. We added a HUGE master bedroom & HUGE master bathroom. I had my own sink. I had counterspace. Separate shower and tub. AND THE TUB......was amazing. Six foot tub, roman faucet...it was beautiful. It was spacious. You ran out of hot water before you could fill it all the way up. I had never had a tub like that before. And loved it. And the week or two after I left, I missed my tub. I missed my custom kitchen cabinets. I missed six drawers for make up and knick knacks.  I moved into my parents' rental house on their property.  It's old.  It's small. (it's free!). And I thought that downsizing into an old house with old brown cabinets (and not many of them) and vinyl flooring (versus custom tile) was going to make the whole divorce process even more difficult.  But when my children (who are relatively spoiled) piped up one night, as I was complaining about the lack of kitchen cabinet space, I had to reevaluate my priorities.  I say, 'There's not enough space in here' and these 14 year old wise-beyond-their-years children chime in with "Yeah, but there's no yelling....there's no fighting...Just...love...right mom?"  WHAT DO YOU SAY TO THAT? I tell you what you say: you agree....wholeheartedly....and you thank GOD your children have the capacity to grasp that and reel you back into reality at the same time.  So that fancy faucet....in that fancy tub.....means nothing to me now.  I'll take my drama free, non-combative cracked beige tub anyday!