Yes, the word retrouvaille mean rediscovery. But the experience of retrouvaille is change. Change by both spouses to make a better marriage. That was what I was referring to.
When he broke the jar, my feeling was disappointment, because things had been going well, and now there was something bad to deal with. The color was purple, a mixture of red for the mess and blue for the loss of the nice working together in the kitchen experience. And it was just a 4 on the emotional scale. I knew that I could jump in and fix the mess, but I chose to hang back and see what would happen if I didn't. I still don't understand why he grasps the broom with only one hand. It's as if he was trying to use it and keep it distant from him at the same time. I think he really wants me to believe that he is incapable of cleaning.
