Opposites attract

Oh my gosh, my husband and I could not be more different. I actually think that it’s why we work so well as a team. (Side note: I can't tell you how many times I've told him that 'I'm so glad we don't work together... I could never be on your team or in a business meeting with you’. I can't stand the way he talks or writes in a work setting. Side side note: there are certain words that just trigger rage in me! I literally threw a pen at someone when I worked at Jockey because I was so annoyed at something they said. It’s probably a good thing that I’m not in the corporate world anymore).

He's very black & white, and I'm all rainbow & sprinkles.

He's logical, and I'm v emotional.

He's budget conscious, and I love spending (like, give me all the striped clothes).

He's relaxed, and I'm high maintenance.

He gets the weirdest body ailments, and I'm pretty healthy.

He's a cyclist, and I'm a runner.

He loves mayo on his burgers, and I'm crazy amounts of ketchup.

He's the outside chores, and I'm the inside cleaning jobs.

..And, the list goes on for all eternity.

The other thing that strikes me as “different” with my husband and I’s relationship is that he’s NOT my best friend. So many times, I hear the phrase 'I married my best friend'. It’s literally the quote you see on a sign or the thing your friend posts every single year on her anniversary. Maybe I’m just the weird one, because I honestly don’t relate to this at all.

I have a best friend. I actually have a few besties and none of them are my husband. I talk with them waaaaaay different, I open up with them waaaaaay different, and my time spent with them is either catching up for hours in coffee shop (or with a glass of wine!) or going on a walk. It's glorious and it’s so different than my time with my husband. And, I love that this time is so different. I’m truly so grateful that my husband isn’t my best friend.

What he IS is my partner, my safe place and my strongest hug. He’s my sounding board and my tower of reason. He does also irritate the sh!t out of me (i.e. the sound of his chewing & sloshing), but he's one of the best people on this planet and I'm so happy he's mine. 

P.S. he's also hot and a phenomenal dad.

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