Here's the Scoop: August 28, 2013
All in the family
You know how it’s said that people begin to resemble their pets? That’s just weird. But how about couples beginning to take on each other’s traits? Normal, I’d say.
My wife happened to mention that topic to me the other day. I guess, in reality, it makes sense. Still, I had to ask her for some examples.
“Remember when we met and you had a typical ‘bachelor pad’ for an apartment?” she asked. “I think you’ve become much neater around the house since those days.”
I had to admit that she was right. Nowadays, I can only stand a mess for a certain amount of time before I have an undeniable need to pick up or vacuum. I think this is a good characteristic to acquire.
Since we were on the topic, I started trying to think of other examples of role reversal, or whatever this phenomenon is called.
“How about the way I’ve learned to take all the Kleenex out of pants pockets before they go into the laundry basket, then into the washer and dryer — creating a huge, fuzz-covered mess?” I asked with enthusiasm.
My excitement was short-lived as my question was met with a blank stare that told me I was again using selective memory and had forgotten the small mound of annoying fuzziness that had been hauled from the dryer just days earlier.
“Sometimes,” I added.
I had to shift the subject in a hurry.
“On the other hand, I really like how now you’re the one who gets a bit edgy when the lawn is a few days past prime mowing time,” I spouted.
This fact is really important when you consider that I used to draw funny looks and “nutty” jokes about my enthusiasm for having a neatly trimmed lawn. Twice a week.
I was on a roll.
“Now, if only I could get you to join me in being vigilant about unplugging the toaster and TV (electricity-sucking vampires) when they are not in use, that would be great,” I pointed out.
The look on my wife’s face told me that this was not a practice that she’d be picking up anytime soon.
“I won’t be sharing your passion for slaying these vampires — nor do I anticipate getting an absurd amount of crumbs on myself when I’m eating,” she replied.
Well, at least she saved me the trouble of asking about the crumb thing. Plus, I was sharp enough to skip asking about the benefits of turning out lights when leaving a room.
Maybe we aren’t getting that many peculiarities from each other. Still, I think the whole personality overlap is an ongoing process.
In the words of the great Wilco bandleader Jeff Tweedy, “We used to have a lotta things in common, but you know now we’re just the same.”
Maybe not exactly, but a bit closer. That’s OK with me. If we could only have a bit less dryer fuzz, it would be nearly perfect.
— Brian Sweeney