tim is a last-minute kind of guy, and i am the farthest thing from a last-minute kind of gal. i am a P-l-a-n-n-e-r (so much so that i actually capitalized that “p”). last minute changes make me really anxious, and i like to have either total control or zero control over a situation. any gray area makes me anxious that i am overstepping my bounds or not doing enough. that being said, when i am in control of a situation, even in (maybe even worse in) my own home, i am anxious that everything goes exactly as planned.

she didn’t sit where i thought she’d be most comfortable. should i suggest the alternative? should i trust that she’s comfortable where she is? what was wrong with that seat?!

tim has learned to deal with my neuroses. he really is a champ. as soon as he finds out that someone is coming over, especially if he’s invited someone over last minute, without consulting me first, he jumps up and gets to straightening the little details of the house that he knows i’ll panic over, if they aren’t just-so. in return, i’ve learned to take deep breaths when he gets it in his head to do something spur-of-the-moment.

this isn’t exactly how i’d envisioned my evening playing out, but it will be fun. it will make tim happy, and i’ll enjoy myself as soon as i’m able to cope with the shift in my mental date book.

i think we keep each other in check fairly well*.

*i’m lucky he puts up with me.