In a lot of ways, Mista T. and I are opposites.
But, there is one characteristic that we both definitely share. And that is our stubbornness.
Stubbornness has been simultaneously one of my most prized and most despised attributes. Because I never thought I was wrong, I always held my ground during potentially morally compromising situations. But, because I never thought I was wrong, I never gave anyone else the opportunity to be right. Unless they proved themselves.
Turns out, my husband is the same way.
This has led to the weirdest arguments you will ever hear of. We never seem to argue about important things. We only argue about things that don't matter.
Our most recent (and hilarious) disagreements have been over how long leftovers should be kept in the fridge, and how much meatloaf had been eaten (in pounds, of course).
During meatloafgate we even weighed the meatloaf on our bathroom scale. We needed to straight up know who was right. (He was. And usually is.)
It's just funny to me that I married someone who is my complete opposite in so many ways, but, in other ways, my mirror.
And you know what? I love it this way.
And I think he does, too.