I have fallen head over heels for someone that in several ways is much like myself, but in so many is the complete opposite. Here are some examples:

(1) I love food. It’s not just the taste, but the whole experience of it - the preparation, the presentation, the company of other people, and the discussion of what’s good and how to make it better next time. Tony… eats for survival. There are the days that I get caught up in tasks and errands, but most of the time I’m anticipating my next great meal. If he remembers, Tony lives on smoothies with a protein supplement, tuna helper, P.B.N.J., ice cream, and chocolate. We’ve worked up to having discussions about what we eat - why he likes it,what he would like next time, etc., but it’s a work in progress. I’ll often look over half way through the meal to see that he’s licked his plate and is ready to move on with life. We try to stay healthy, so stay tuned to see how we adapt to the first year of marriage. As I cook to please, and he eats in excited appreciation for some good home cooking.

(2) I’m social. Tony likes his space. I plan most moments of every day, and he loves to be at home. I like a little spotlight, and thinking of standing in the front of the church before a hundred or so people for the wedding gives him the hives. I forget to take time to rest, and he never neglects time to sit, do, and think of nothing.

(3) We’re both a little odd with germs and cleanliness, but in different ways. I don’t like to see dust on furniture, floors, or countertops, and he disinfects the doorknobs. For me, every little thing has a place, a home… and for him… Germ-X has made a home in his car, to be used after leaving any and every destination.  I can’t leave a used dish in front of me (like when eating ice cream, etc. while watching tv)… it must immediately be put in the dishwasher when finished, and he MUST shower at the gym immediately following a work out so as not to bring sweat and odor into his car.

(4) He loves to get his day started and not waste any time, enjoying his first cup of coffee and morning blog updates. Whereas I, on the other hand, take advantage of every second I can stay curled under the covers, pushing snooze at least 20 times before having to anxiously rush through my shower and getting ready. (This is known purely from discussions of morning routines, not yet waking and experiencing them together, mind you.)

(5)  I love color.  He loves white.

But, we both love to get lost in movies, play unending 20 questions, spend time with our families, hate washing dishes, need extra grace for complainers, find a room full of strangers completely intimidating, and hope to one day own a big screen tv.  We’re a good compliment and hope to continue making one another better (working through weird quirks and how to do life together).