This morning, I got the common, every-couple-of-weeks check in email from LBG where she asks a bunch of questions about things like a quickfire challenge and I shoot answers right back and fire off my own questions. If you were to read these emails, you would think that we had some sort of disorder where you cannot form complete thoughts or sentences. Sometimes, words. But we understand it. Because we have known each other for 18 years and this is how we roll.
Among the questions in this morning's email shoot-out was "How's Thing Two?" Of course, I said, "He's good, we are doing really well." Simple. True. No need for elaboration. Her response, "What makes it so great? I'd love to hear about it!" Hmmm...
What makes my relationship with TT so great? I mean, there is no answer to that question. I could have referred her to my previous post on dating requirements, but that would be too obvious.
The truth is, there are a lot of things that make my relationship with TT "so great" but I guess the biggest thing for me is the fact that he just fits. We laugh often. We sleep late. We do all of the things that I would do alone but, for once, I don't mind doing them with someone else. And there is no power-struggle with him. He knows that I am a control freak and that I have a case of OCD about certain bizarre little things and he hands me the wheel, lets me drive and tries hard not to anger the OCD beast. And really, I couldn't be happier. I know I am tough to deal with, and he handles all of my quirkiness with ease. And I appreciate him. And he adores me. And we compliment each other.
To sum it up, internet? I am happy. And I dig it.