The Yin to my Yang & Supplies for the Zombie Apocalypse

When I was in college and dating, I thought that one of the most important things in the world was to not be a “girly girl”. I wanted to be the “cool girl” – the girl who watched Tarantino flicks, the girl who ate nachos, the girl who played video games. I remember once, the guy I was currently dating complaining about how another girl always wanted to go to expensive restaurants, who had to be dressed to the “nines” all the time, who always had to have the newest Coach bag to carry. “Aren’t you glad I’m not so high maintenance?” I said. He stared at me for a few seconds and said, “well, you’re more ‘emotionally high-maintenance’”.

I’m pretty sure I punched him in the shoulder … but I mean, he kind of hit the nail right on the head.

I didn’t marry him, I married the next guy. Our first date (which technically was when I was still dating the other guy – I know, I’m a horrible person), was to another friend’s house to watch the Superbowl. On the way there, we stopped at Applebees and I ordered buffalo wings to eat. I’m pretty sure he fell head over heals with me right then and there – because, “cool girl”. We’ve now been together for over 12 years (married for 8), and one conversation that we constantly have over and over again is that we balance each other out beautifully.

First dude was right, I am totally ‘emotionally high maintenance’. I am dramatic. I am attention-whorish. I am emotional. And my husband? Is totally not – he’s chill, he’s calm, he’s nonchalant. These qualities are the reasons why I fell in love with him, and they’re also the reasons why he drives me crazy on a regular basis. Because for every freak-out moment I have, he’s there, telling me that I’m being an idiot … which doesn’t go over well at first, but once I do my breathing exercises and am given an hour or two to calm down, helps me see the emotional vomit I’m spewing all over everything. Without him there pushing back on me, I honestly don’t know how I would function.

The past month or two has been … hectic for our family. Crazy schedules, tee ball, unexpected expenses, business travel – that shit adds up, ya know? And finally this morning, just as things are starting to wear down for a few weeks before the holidays, the husband was the one to lose his shit. I won’t go in to the circumstances because that’s really not my story to share, but there was definitely a small freak out. There was frustration. There HE was losing his calm over a circumstance that was beyond anyone’s control and it was all I could do not to sit back and start giggling because really, it was just so perfect.

Every now and then, it’s nice to be the “sane” one (even though I’m seen above, talking about the coming zombie apocalypse …). It’s even nicer to know that regardless of what side of the yin/yang we’re on, one can balance the other out if need be. Marriage is HARD, you guys – anyone who tells you otherwise is flat out lying to you. Before I got married, everything about relationships seemed so black and white to me … but it’s not. There are these rough gray patches too, and you never know when you’re going to hit one. I’ve begun to learn that the important part is to recognize them for what they are, and remember that this is my opportunity to support, or to let myself be supported.

And also, now that I think about it, we should probably be looking for two motorcycles for the zombie apocalypse, not just one.

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