Todd & I are very different people (yet very similar, but for the purpose of this post, we are focusing on differences.)
Once Todd is done giving Lboy a bath he immediately picks up the bath toys & places them in the toy bin.
I leave the toys in the tub. Why bother picking them up?
I like the bed made every morning.
Todd says Why bother? It’s just going to get messed up.
Todd loads his dish immediately after eating supper.
I rarely even think about doing this, though I appreciate the functionality of it.
Todd refills the paper towel roll as soon as it goes empty.
Who has time for that?
Todd has his shoes organized according to what color sock he wears with them–brown on the left, neutrals in the middle, black on the right.
HAHAHAHA! I’m lucky if my shoes make it into the closet.
Todd likes his radio stations organized from the lowest station number to the highest station number.
I have mine organized according which I like the least all the way up to which I like the most.
Todd wanted the DVDs arranged alphabetically by genre.
I just wanted them at least to get on the shelf, preferably alphabetically, but by genre, seriously?
Todd can drink caffeine at all hours of the day & it doesn’t keep him from falling asleep at night.
I take the teeniest, tiniest sip of anything with caffeine in it & Hello Insomnia!
Todd likes to read and take his time through a book. He also absorbs ALL the information & can quote it back to you word for word.
Call me Speedy Gonzalez. I can read an 800 page book in three days, enjoy it, love it, & never remember half the information Todd can.
Todd never cleaned his toilet bowel in the apartment he lived in before we were married (he lived there 6 months. So gross.) But clutter really FREAKS him out.
I scrub my toilets, bathroom sinks, bathroom floors, tubs, & showers as often as I can– I’m a major GERM FREAK. Clutter doesn’t really phase me.
Todd is an only child & one of one grandchildren.
I am the oldest of 5 children & one of 17 grandchildren.
I enjoy the differences. Sometimes they can be frustrating, but once the frustration is over we honestly laugh about them! It’s the differences that have us cracking up at ourselves. Like the first year we were married & we literally fought about cleaning. I mean our biggest arguments came from me not liking the fact that he didn’t sanitize & him not liking the fact that I didn’t declutter. And then we had a baby and any hope of cleaning was thrown out the window–problem solved. (:
Fortunately, we have a lot of similarities too. But I will save that post for another time!