1. who wakes the other one up with kisses? 2. who cooks for whom?. 3. who is the morning person/night person? 4. who cleans?5. most petty argument? 6. Who leads in dancing? (salsa, waltz,etc..?
Wow.. holy crap. Uhh, it’s been a long time since I’ve been on here? And it looks like I really need to apologize, because I’ve got a lot of backlog of questions. Sorry, guys. Life got busy. Like.. you have no idea how busy. But we can get to that later.
Man, I hope I remember how to Tumblr.
1. Who wakes the other one up with kisses?
First of all, I wanna say I think it’s really cute that somebody out there thinks this happens like.. all the time or something. Because our actual mornings are usually anything but cute and involve a lot of Seb being grouchy and me fucking up the coffee.
But with kisses, probably me. As in like, it’s been known to happen on occasion. Seb’s not much of a morning person, but on weekends if he’s the one waking me up it’s usually with.. uh, other things.
Well, historically Seb was always the one who sort of had to do the cooking, because I’m really, really bad at not accidentally setting fire to stuff. But the last year or so, I’d actually say I’m the one who does most of the cooking. Seb’s workload is really intense and he’s studying for his bar exam, and frankly.. if I didn’t take over the food-stuff around here, he would probably forget to eat a lot of the time. And I can’t have that.
So, me! And Dave and Sebastian ate turkey sandwiches for the rest of their days, The End.
3. Who is the morning person/night person?
Man, this one’s easy. I love the mornings. I have to get up at 5am every day during the week for work, but even on days that I don’t have to go into the school I still tend to be the first one awake. Sebastian is.. we’ll just call him Not a Fan of mornings. A few times I’ve had to actually drag him out of bed and put his coffee in his hand. But then fast forward to the evenings and I’m passing out usually around 8:30pm (because I guess I’m old and pathetic now, but also because little kids are serious energy drains, no offense to them), meanwhile Seb is staying up until 1 or 2am studying or binging Twin Peaks BECAUSE HE’S A HUGE LOSER–
Okay, okay! .. Sometimes after studying he’ll watch an episode or two of Twin Peaks, which is a really great show, or the Walking Dead, or whatever other thing he’s into at the time, which definitely does not make him a loser and actually just means he’s more informed of ‘current media’ than me.
Better? I can’t believe you pinched me.. it’s like you’re twelve.
This is a pretty even split, I think? Maybe you wouldn’t think it to look at me, but I’m actually kind of a neat freak, I guess? And Seb claims he can’t concentrate when things aren’t tidy enough, so he definitely contributes too. We both have chores we prefer over overs. I’m pretty good at bathrooms, Seb likes to vacuum. We both do the dishes. It works for us.
Ugh, okay. This is dumb and like.. falls really hard into that ‘first world problems’ category, so I’m kinda hoping you guys won’t judge us too much.
So you all know I get summers off, so from about mid-June to late August I don’t have a whole lot to do. So last year, Seb proposed that we take a vacation during my off months and I was fine with that, but the places he was suggesting were like.. crazy. Hawaii. Mexico. The French Riviera. Because of course he would want to go there. And I was like, uh.. well, couldn’t we just go somewhere nice that’s within a day or two’s drive? Flying is such a huge damn hassle, and I kind of wanted to spend my summer just enjoying the down time, not stressing, and not trying to wedge myself into a tiny airline seat on an international flight. So I suggested New York City, or Myrtle Beach, or a few other “boring American” places, and apparently that was just the wrong thing to say because pretty soon Seb was swearing up and down that we just weren’t going to go anywhere if that’s how I was going to be. (I’m seriously paraphrasing and sanitizing a lot right now. His actual words were nowhere near that nice).
Sooo, in true Seb-and-Dave fashion, he stopped talking to me we stopped talking to each other for about a day, and in the end I surprised him with booking us a 10-day cruise to Bermuda. Which sounds like it should be really far away in some kind of tropical place, but it’s actually only a few hours off the coast of North Carolina. I mean, who knew? But we had a great time and got to spend a lot of days hanging out on the beach and being really relaxed, so it was a win-win.
Side-note, cute husband alert:
6. Who leads in dancing? (salsa, waltz,etc..)?
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