So you know the old saying “Kill two birds with one stone?” Well when you live with the mad scientist behind KISS Rebreathers that is often the way most days go. I’ve mentioned before about vacations doubling as diving adventures but there is also the sacred time alone that I get with my hubby to just hang out and enjoy each others company without a schedule to keep or plans to maintain. That being said, although my always on the go husband does find some down time for his physical self , I’m afraid his mental self (no pun intended…okay maybe a little) is always developing new projects. This often leads to his testing time running in to our alone time, which means I have learned to get used to the idea that our “normal night in” may not look like others. It goes beyond our alone time though and now has just became our normal daily life to never take things at face value.
For instance seeing crock pots lined up and turned on might make you think dinner was cooking, but in our house it means die is being heated up to color aluminum. The treadmill in the corner? Well imagine coming home and your hubby is geared up to dive but running on that instead….nothing unusual there just testing his oxygen sensors and seeing how far he can push himself. Oh and that 55 gallon drum in the backyard full of water? No silly its not for the kids to play in its for your husband to get in with his dry suit on so he can find leaks. Although it is entertaining to watch the kids look in it as he pops out like a jack in the box.
Back to our alone time..yesterday we had some time to hang out on the couch and watch a movie together..something most couples get to do every so often. Just me, Mike, and his latest project. Yup 2 birds, one rebreather.
We had some visitors stop by…not just stop by they actually drove in from Arizona. Amanda and Liz, who if you haven’t met them you should picked up a boat and then headed home. They spent a total of about 16 hours in our town but most of that was sleeping. Amanda had just finished riding a bicycle for over 180 miles…I’m still not sure why…especially since most of it was up hill. Liz is also an amazing athlete and the two of them together are a force to be reckoned with. Did I mention they also both dive KISS rebreathers? Yup….oh and they are usually packing more than bologna sandwiches if you know what I mean. So they have more in common with my husband than me and because of that I am so glad I got to meet them in person.
I don’t know about you but watching my husband go places I can’t bothers me almost as much as watching other women go with him. Do you get what I am saying? So not only do you watch your significant other swim away with a female diver but then you also see them swim back and listen as they talk about the amazing things they saw. Don’t get me wrong I am happy that they had that adventure together and the rock that he brought me back..well that’s just special. Hey I had fun too, I mean I almost caught a lizard but there was this spider web and then..oh never mind. My point is its not always easy to share the excitement your mate shares with someone else and that’s okay.
So getting back to Liz and Amanda, you guessed it, they have shared experiences I haven’t with my hubby. Not only diving experiences but also conference experiences and let me tell you nothing says I miss my wife more than a picture of your husband on Facebook surrounded by women while eating out in Vegas. It’s not his fault though right? I mean he HAD to eat and the fact that the picture showed up as I was crawling in to bed alone after a long day of work and mommy duty was unfortunate for him as were the endless text messages he received from me for the next 3 hours.
So maybe I let my imagination get the best of me….did I call the hotel they were all staying at to verify separate rooms? Well wouldn’t anyone? Did I stalk Facebook for the next 3 days until he came home? Perhaps…and when he came home all excited about the conference and the neat things he and Liz and Amanda talked about did I just listen intently not worried at all about these new friends he is smitten with? Um no…but when I did finally get to meet Amanda and now Liz I realize how lucky my husband is to have friends like them and I as well. Oh and the best part? Guess who will be with them this year at the conference.. that’s right..this girl. So if your anything like me and your significant other will be at the DEAMA conference this year..send me their pic and I will keep and eye on them and make sure they are remembering their KISSmate.
First picture is Mike and Amanda working on stuff at the shop today, second picture is Liz, Mike and Amanda and they may have gotten some KISS swag on their way out.
What is a KISSmate? A KISSmate is the person who sits on the rocks and watches as their significant other disappears into the unknown. You’ve given up precious suitcase space so the most important member of the family “the rebreather” travels comfortably. You have more than likely spent important holidays on a dive trip because it served two purposes, for instance my honeymoon was spent camping at Ginnie Springs a well known cave diving system.
You know the passion your partner has for adventure, especially adventure that takes him beyond cell phone signal.
You’ve shared your partner with a mistress that you can’t compete with.. the ocean/spring/cave… whatever he calls her she’s both enchanting and addicting and when she sends him back to you worn out and weary eyed and full of stories that you can only imagine, you don’t get resentful you get grateful because the alternative is that she keeps him forever.
You may have tried to experience some of his world, if you can’t beat them join them right? But she knows… she senses the difference between those that are committed, hooked, drunk with desire and those that are just trying to look cute in a wetsuit and keep their mask cleared. You enjoyed seeing the ocean life and he babysat you long enough to earn a dive at his level where you can’t go and truthfully your so exhausted from just trying to stay alive you welcome the solitude.
You have learned that he needs this time of exploration and you have also learned to not take it personally when he kisses you goodbye and leaves looking happier than he has in months.
Eventually you will learn more about Rebreathers than you really need to but you’ll also learn how to use his weakness to your advantage. After all, hanging out at a resort with an open tab, eager pool boy and the latest novel from your favorite author isn’t the worst way to spend your time.