Gas half empty, Gas half full

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I found this online the other day and it perfectly sums up my marriage. I’m the worrier, DH is the ‘she’ll be right’ guy. 

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I’ve lost count of the times DH has talked me down off the cliff’s edge (dammit, the cliff felt REAL to me!) and I guess I’m pretty happy about it. Goodness knows how I’d get through life if we were both like Chicken Little panicking that the sky was falling…

What’s worse is that DH is usually right and the sky isn’t falling. I hate it when he’s right… 😉

I’d love to hear what your funny little relationship quirks are – let me know in the comments.

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P.S

Don’t forget to pick up a copy of the Due South boxed set while it’s still $0.99 – LOTS of quirky (but sexy) relationships in there! 😉

 

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Comments (3)

  1. Rhonda Brant

    Reply

    Good Lord! You and my husband are like two peas in a pod when it comes to the ledge jumping! Especially when it comes to traveling, he gets all up in arms on whether or not we have tickets, boarding passes, luggage, blablabla. Given what I do for a living, he doesn’t have to even think about what goes into a trip, I do it all, but he still freaks the closer it gets to the trip or road trip we are taking. I’m more of a glass half full, he’s definitely a glass half empty kinda guy!

  2. Roberta McCord

    Reply

    I enjoyed your cartoon and story about the differences between you and your husband. It brought a smile to my face and special memories to my mind (I’ve been a widow for a little over 12 years now). What I remember and enjoy the most are the times we laughed together… which were frequent… ahhh, the joy!

    • Tracey Alvarez

      Reply

      Hi Roberta,
      Sounds like you and your husband had a truly special relationship – having someone to laugh with you (and cry with you in the hard times) is what love and a long-lasting marriage is all about. Thank you for sharing that memory with me. 🙂

      Tracey A.

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