So I found this last night in the attic. It’s mainly lots of thank yous, but here’s the bit about Husband:
A lot of people say Stuart and I are made for each other, which is funny because we’re so different.
He found our Spanish trek exhilarating, I found it harrowing.
He’s a night owl, I’m in bed by 10.
He’s a party animal, he calls me Operation Noah.
He loves plays, I love trashy movies.
He watches Four Corners, I watch Dawson’s Creek.
Luckily, food has been a great equaliser between us. In fact, I like to think we’ve eaten our way to a healthy relationship. As you probably know, I have a photographic memory for meals. I can remember what I had for an entree three years ago. I can probably remember what YOU had for an entree three years ago. And many of my fondest memories of my husband involve eating
The litre of green wine and platter of pulpo we feebly shared after a hard day on the Pilgrim Trail.
Slurping scallops in butter and soy at Bridgewater Mill.
The Portuguese bouillabaise on the banks of the river at Brunswick heads.
The snapper pie they wheeled on a trolley to your table at The Boathouse.
That burger I had at Hungry Jacks on our combined buck’s/hen’s night …
Somehow we’ve made our relationship work. We’ve grown into adults together, learned to appreciate the people we’ve become. And we’re lucky enough to love each other more every year. I can’t imagine anyone I’d rather spend the rest of my life with. Not even David Duchovny.
When I’m with him, he makes me feel like the most beautiful, talented, smart, funny woman in the world. I know he adores me and I feel incredibly lucky to have him. Even if he does leave his toenail clippings on the arm of the sofa …
So maybe opposites do attract but also eventually repel. In the end, our differences didn’t make him love me more. And those toenails of his …
We didn’t even enjoy eating out together in the end. The occasional “date” dinners we booked in restaurants were stilted and uneasy.
And then it was over.
Song of the day: Sinead O’Connor “This is the last day of our acquaintance”