Crazy Like You

The other day, my assistant asked me what I do if the oil needs to be changed on my car. I explained that if I’m not able to do it myself, I take it to someone who can and do some reading or homework while I wait. She seemed a little surprised, then explained that she was upset because her boyfriend was supposed to have taken care of getting her car’s done when he was here visiting the weekend before. For whatever reason, he never got around to it, and she’s never taken her car in herself. I offered to go with her the next time we were out running around together. It was her next question that caught me by surprise though. “What does Mike do? You always take care of your own stuff, what does he do?”

My initial reaction was to make a quip about him taking care of his own stuff, but I stopped to think about it for a second. How do you explain the division of labor within a relationship when it’s not something you ever really think about? Occasionally there is discussion about who is going to do what, but for the most part we both just do whatever needs to be done when it needs to be done. I explained this to Coco, but she’s persistent and wanted some specifics. So, here’s the list I’ve come up with so far. Some if it’s silly, some of it’s serious, but they are all things that I appreciate.

He gets things off of high shelves for me. Every once in a while, he lets me win when we play video games together. He’s basically my own personal space heater. He always makes sure that the yard looks nice, and he spent a lot of time making sure that the grass in the back is soft and sticker free so that I can wander around barefoot. He’s an amazing cook. He works hard to help support us financially. He reminds me to laugh, even when it’s the last thing in the world I want to do. He knows how to help me relax. And, this is the most important: he loves me, unconditionally and without reservation. I know that after a bad day at work, he’s going to be there to make it all better. When I’m struggling with a major assignment, he’s there to offer some insight and listen to me rant. It doesn’t really matter what he does or doesn’t do around the house, as long as this part never changes between us.

Her response..."Stella, you're crazy." That may be true, but it works for me. And it works for him. This song kinda sums things up :).

StellaDiBellezza StellaDiBellezza
26-30, F
1 Response May 22, 2012

Thanks :). Occasionally the marbles bouncing around in my brain hit something worth writing down.