When Kirk and I married 25 years ago, we were paupers. Well-educated  paupers, but poor none-the-less. And we were staunchly opposed to debt.  So we barely had anything to fill our new apartment save a few random  pieces of furniture: a really old couch from my grandma, Kirk's big  1980s stereo components, which included some hefty speakers that doubled  as end tables, the lovely storage unit made from fruit crates to hold  said stereo system, and a bed that we actually bought. Figured we needed  a bed. :)
So, every weekend we scrounged yard sales in Dallas  where we set up housekeeping. And in Dallas, you can find some pretty  nice used stuff. One of our first acquisitions was a recliner that we  paid $15 for. It was in good condition but we didn't like the fabric. I  knew how to sew (clothing, that is) so Kirk decided with that skill in  hand, we could recover this chair. He declared, "It'll be our first  family project!"
And so our tradition of family projects ensued.  We've repaired other chairs, built bookcases and remodeled kitchens. A  good marriage takes effort; a 25 year marriage doesn't just happen. You  must be intentional. We often talk to young couples about building  oneness through shared experiences. Each time you do something together,  it's like wrapping a thread around two pencils. If you only wrap one  thread, the bond is not very strong...wrap many times around, and it's  nearly impossible to pull those pencils apart. Add a minor crisis in  there - spill a can of paint, cut the fabric too small, have to live  without a kitchen for a week - all the better! The memories mellow (and  sometimes get embellished) with time, and make for great stories.
That  chair has been recovered a second time, and needs it a third. But the  best thing is that the tradition of family projects is being passed on  down to the next generation. Our son loves that chair, and I promised he  could have it when he moved out.
But I had to take that promise  back recently, when I rocked a baby to sleep in it, just like the old  days...my kids are adults now, and I know that eventually there will be  some grandchildren that need rocking, so I told Jonny, you'll have to  find your own recliner!
Sure enough, he did (and he only paid $5 for it!). He and his girlfriend decided to attempt recovering their chair.  I told him it would probably make or break their relationship...I would  give a few pointers at the beginning, but they were on their own, to  make their own memories. They are getting there, relationship in tact,  but they are taking a breather. Jon has cursed it and verbally sent it  to the depths of the earth a few times. It's about half finished, and  they are doing a great job. But the best part is that they are building  relationship through this experience.
Maybe re-upholstering a chair is too daunting to you, but what could be your family projects? Cooking together? Painting? Writing a book? Find something that is yours, and spend some time developing that skill. It may come in handy one day, as you are intentional in building a relationship with someone!
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