Today, well actually last evening I told my hubby that I planned to take down the pictures of his grown kids (wedding photos: 13 years ago and 7 years ago) and the grandkids' photos (the "newest" photos are now four years old) and relocating them to the hallway. The pictures his daughter last gave us of the grandkids are from 8 years ago. He said he didn't really care, they were all old pictures. I'd been planning for the past week or so on getting all these old photos relocated to somewhere else in the house where they are plainly visible but not in my face all the time like in the living room where we sit every evening.

So this morning, I moved all the pics into the hallway, keeping the two newest right at the head of the hallway next to the kitchen where he would see them frequently. The old wedding photos and ancient school photos went further down the hall. I moved my parents' photos and several other to my computer room, out of fairness to the situation. THEN I put up two collages, one of our relationship from 1998 to present, all pictures of me and him, together and separately, with our best wedding photo somehow landing right in the middle of the collage. Thank you, Microsoft! The other collage is a compilation of all the cats and dogs we've had together and that turned out wonderfully as well. On either side, I put an 8-space multi-frame with pictures of all the places we've been together over the past 15 years.

It looks incredible, and now as I walk into the living room, I'm greeted with our life in panorama instead of old photos of the stepkids who hate me. Ahhhhh, it's nice and I feel much better.