if he only knew then...

i have no pictures today. 


so instead i thought i'd share a little bit about myself that i probably shouldn't. i'm titling this post:

"thank god my husband didn't know this about me before committing to forever"

• i don't share food. unless i'm taking something off of his plate. but if he want's something of mine, forget it. especially if it's the last few bites of something. this literally propels me into fight mode. selfish? naaaaah.
• i leave my clothes on the bathroom floor before getting into the shower. and i leave them there until i get a good four day pile going.
• i don't spring clean. i "once every 2 years" clean.
• i don't think before or during projects. i'm the one that spray paints inside the house. or leaves the iron on the carpet by accident. or uses sharpie on a thin piece of paper that bleeds through and stains the table. 
• i'm a pretty good cook. but for every stellar recipe/dish, there is an equally terrible mess up. i'm especially good at pretending i know how to mix the ingredients or the time it takes to cook better than the person who came up with the thing. but when we were dating? oh everything i cooked was fabulous.

and i have to also say that i'm so glad hubz has learned to adjust.

• he may not like it, but he gets that i don't like to share food. and doesn't become annoyed when i give him grumpy face as he asks for the last bite of my popcorn. 
• he told me the other day that when i leave my clothes lying around, instead of getting super frustrated, he'd rather just pick them up and toss them in the dirty clothes hamper for me.
• he doesn't clean either. ever. i think he innocently expected the wife to do those things. but now we value a clean home. and become less aggravated when the other person asks to help pitch in.
• he sees my projects as an outlet. so when i get a little crazy (or stupid) he gives me a little talking-to, then lets me go about my business willy-nilly.
• he eats anything i eat. no matter what it is. burnt? even better. 

so i guess that's marriage. its kind of a bargain. you really don't know what you are gonna get when you're all googly-eyed at the altar. but you take what you get and you figure out how to mesh it with what you've got. and sometimes its a disaster. but then, almost always, it's better. because when you vow "for better or worse" why not make it better?!