I weep, both in joy for you because you have your anodyne, and in despondency for myself simply because you just illustrated my point. You "dive deep" as you say in a way your husband does not. I'd wager that has something to do simply with the way the vast majority of people are wired to ignore the minutiae, but therein is where God is to be found, if He is to be found at all. The trace of His fingers upon the scales of the universe, as it were. Most men, I have found, do not think so deeply about these things; I have done so as a matter of boredom and ability to do so, when I probably shouldn't have. I have opened doors, and seen things through them that now demand answers and leave an itch in my head that I cannot scratch.

Women do not, on the whole, want to deal with neuroticism and someone who is an obsessive. Would that I was a mute and had to type everything out, my thoughts would come out a lot clearer, and I may have hung onto my ex...lol But thanks to not having been able to socialize when I was younger, I am now forced to play a game of catch-up, only, I don't know anyone anymore. Not irl.

I have indeed enjoyed this exchange and hope I have not come off as some pretentious *****-hat...I second guess myself even as I say stuff sometimes. lol I'm always analyzing. Part of my gallows-humor charm. 😂

Also, busymom, I say take your kids outside. Children have not been shown to be vectors of covid, and only immune-compromised people really need to worry outside. Covid doesn't spread well in sunlight and a natural environment. Go to the lake, picnic in the park.

As Frank Zappa would say, "Turn off, Tune in, and turn on your life."