Back in South Africa, when we were about to sell our Constantia home in order to go and live on the farm, our estate agent told us that five years is the average people stay in a house before moving. That may be different today, and of course she was referring to a certain demographic. I'm not going to go and google it. 'Snuf for my purpose.
One of these days we'll have to downsize. But not just yet.
Five years also, I've heard, is the rhythm of a marriage. This makes sense to me, for why else do we have 25 as silver, and 50 as gold? I wish I'd taken more notice of this timing over the years to sense what changes, developments and growth might have taken place in my relationship with my husband.
Seven years I believe is the rhythms of our individual life. The wise and wonderful Shakespeare told of this in Twelth Night 'At first the infant' etc. Certainly, I've had milestones happen around these times.
How about you?
The examined life, you know?
