by Susan McCarthy
My husband and I have very different views on "stuff." He finds having a lot of items around interesting. He thinks my desire for empty space is boring. We were in our forties when we first started living together and so we were kind of set in our ways.
(Actually, I was finally freeing myself from my parent's hoarder-attitude that you kept everything forever, and I kind of hoped that my new-ish attitude would rub off on Mac. But, no.)
An example of our different takes on stuff centers around our coffee table. He’d invited to dinner a couple that hadn’t been to our home. The day before they arrived, I was cleaning as well as tidying items that were out in the open that could get put away.
I returned to the living room at one point to realize that Mac had decorated (“decorated”) the coffee table and a table set between two chairs with multiple books. While I’d interpreted visitors as incentive for clearing surfaces, my husband saw it as an opportunity to highlight the topics he was interested in by decorating (“decorating”) with books.
Of course, the four of us ended up sitting around the dining table and I don’t know if our guests even noticed the books that had been set out.