What do you call it when you take multiple people with different personalities, lock them in a house together, shake up their routines, add loads of stress and a dash of uncertainty?
“Hey! That’s my Coke!” I said.
“We’re married. What’s yours is mine, babe.” was his cheeky response.
It’s true that when you marry someone, so much of your life: houses, kids, money, food, etc.– falls into the “what’s yours is mine” category. But what about stress? What about anxiety?
While over the past decade I learned to do things like let my eyebrows grown in, stop obsessively tanning, and not wear leopard print with lace-up jeans, I also became happier because I learned these 10 Truths:
We tried to fall back on our usual routine of talking about each other’s days. He still rattled off excitedly or frustratedly about things that were happening at the office, barely pausing to take a breath. My answer to his question of, “What did you do today?” became reduced to one word–”Nothing.”