I'm a routine person. I like to do things the same way every day.
This drives my husband crazy. He's a fly-by-the-seat-of-his-pants kind of person.
We've been good for each other to say the least.
He's helped me to loosen up.
I've helped him to straighten up. : )
Let me give you an example:
I drink my coffee with a little milk. ( My stomach can't handle black coffee very well )
On the rare occasion that he gets up before I do in the morning he would bring me a cup of coffee. ( He's sweet like that. )
But he ALWAYS put sugar in it with the milk.
Now, it's not that I don't like sugar in my coffee--I do.
But I know that it's not good for me (sugar that is) and I don't need the extra calories.
So, I would get annoyed with him--for messing up my "perfect" coffee.
But he didn't let a little thing like my annoyance stop him.
He kept bringing me sugary coffee.
And ya know what happened?
I started to realize that variety is good.
Sometimes it's fun to break the routine.
It makes you feel adventurous. : )
So, now, sometimes I drink sugar in my coffee.