A woman who is arguing with her novel husband about furniture,wants to find a truce. Mariella Frostrup sympathisesIt’s certainly a conundrum. In this brave novel world of recoupling and rejigged families and often not even getting together until half our lives have already passed, its a dilemma that’s on the rise. Just when you thought that finally in maturity you’d found the perfect person to settle down with, and war breaks out over the lives you both drag along with you.
There are therapists aplenty kept in commerce by the trials and tribulations of blended families. I’m surprised there aren’t more interior advisory services for “blended homes”,since levels of angst are often raised equally tall by the torturous process of marrying our belongings.
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Source: theguardian.com