“Absent from one’s post but without intent to desert.”
Every couple needs a vacation. From each other.
Let’s face it, being joined at the hip is unhealthy. In the long run it generates what Edna St. Vincent Millay called “the terrible trials on incessant proximity.”
Like an old Diesel submarine a couple needs to periodically surface (pull apart) to recharge its batteries.
Every twosome is regulated by an unwritten but somewhat rigid code of conduct. Any derogation to this code can create subterranean frictions.
A vacation apart, putting aside established rules is ultimately beneficial to a couple.
While in a vacation from your mate, you can revert to your true self.
You can relive your bachelor glory days when housecleaning and corporal care were optional.
When belching and passing wind were innocent occurrences.
When the bed was made only for special occasions.
When cobwebs and dust were left undisturbed for long periods of time.
A temporary separation is unequivocally healthy and recommended by health therapists the world over.
One of the most sensible relationships I ever had was when my main squeeze and I were living in the same building but in separate apartments.
When I felt like doing the nasty I whistled.
When she wanted to make whoopee she yelled “Darling did you whistle?
After thoroughly discussing Uganda, we returned respectively to our respective abode.
No fuss no muss.
A brief separation makes you look forward to coming together again and appreciating each other’s company.
So, don’t throw stones at couples that take a separate vacation. It is more astute than you think.
“Absence is to love what wind is to fire; it extinguishes the small, it enkindles the great.”
Roger de Rabutin, comte de Bussy.
