I have some concerns… some major concerns about my girlfriend. Something is definitely up with her. I have to wonder – is my girlfriend crazy?
My Girlfriend Is Awesome, But…
So, my girlfriend is awesome. That’s good right? I mean she does the dishes while I cook so I don’t have to worry about them. She also does the grocery shopping and is so appreciative that I help carry them in and put them away, even though it’s the least I can do.
She encourages me everyday. In fact, it’s something we do together. We make sure to spend at least 15 minutes a day together and encourage each other daily.
My girlfriend is awesome, but… there are things that have me a little concerned. There are things that make me ask myself, “is my girlfriend crazy?”
At the same time, as I’m living with someone that’s tripping alarm bells, I’ve discovered something very important about people in my situation that some people may not realize.
But first, let’s look at the trail of evidence that has me unnerved.
The Trail of Evidence
I’m a little sheepish to say actually. When I found out about some of this stuff, I couldn’t believe my ears. My girlfriend was willingly volunteering to share her unbelievable thoughts right to my face.
It appears, despite all we know about science, truth, and healthy social boundaries that my girlfriend likes the outside of the cinnamon roll. Not the gooey inside with it’s soft, sweet center, but the crusted outside with all it’s angry, embittered attitude.
The insanity doesn’t stop there. She doesn’t like maple syrup, and she has the temerity to admit that in public. I see the stares of disbelief and hear the breathless gasps. Like a good boyfriend, I stand firmly by her on the outside, but on the inside I am chilled to the bone.
She doesn’t like peanut butter and chocolate. Do I need to say more? I’m sorry, did Reese’s* sell a continent’s worth of cups last year because it was a bad idea? Did they just include the second cup to make you suffer twice as long for such a horrible decision?
Is my girlfriend crazy? I have laid out the facts quite clearly. Of course, there’s one fact still to consider.
The One Thing about Crazy
As I contemplated my situation, wondering if I should sleep with one eye open, worried that I might be sharing space with a monster, concerned about what this could teach the children in the house, I realized something even more important.
My girlfriend likes the outside of the cinnamon roll. It’s crazy! But… that means I get the center all to myself. She doesn’t like maple syrup. I don’t know what unholy craziness spawned such otherworldly thinking, but it’s something I can consider as I get to have all the maple syrup myself.
And the peanut butter and chocolate thing? That’s unnatural. I may have to worry about it, but I don’t have to worry about sharing all the dark chocolate peanut butter cups I can eat.
The craziest thing of all: she likes me. I don’t get it. I don’t even like me most of the time. But she does.
The Spice of Life
The thing is, we often look for how people are similar to us to determine how important they are to us, but it’s those differences that really spice life up.
There are things that me and my girlfriend enjoy together** and things we get to experience all to ourselves. Call me crazy, but I think that’s a good thing.
Is my girlfriend crazy? I think the evidence would suggest she is. I wouldn’t want her any other way.
* It’s worth noting here that I like the dark chocolate/peanut butter combo from other brands for various reasons.
** Like me writing these posts and her proofing them. We’ll see if she decides to change any of the contents here in her brilliant, unceasing, and unwavering intelligence, as she majestically edits with all the skill and cunning of an expert writer that the world embraces with magnanimity and grace. And she’s better at puzzles than me too.
