I have been in a relationship for twelve years. Yes, someone has put up with me for twelve long years. Although there have been times that my boyfriend and I have wanted to kick each other in the shins, we generally are a content and functioning couple. Just don’t put one slice of pizza in front of us, because it won’t end well.
During these past twelve years, I’ve learned a lot of things: don’t ever shave your eyebrows, the capital of Australia is Canberra and-
…Oh right, I was talking about my relationship.
Yeah, I learned some stuff about relationships too. Here it is:
1. Small Things Become Big Things
If you’d have told me at the start of our relationship that we would one day be arguing about who’s turn it is to make the tea, I’d have probably scoffed and arrogantly reassured myself that we would never become that couple. The thing is, when you both get used to each other, and I mean, really used to each other, you do start to argue about seemingly trivial matters. Some of our most ridiculous arguments have included:
- Teabags: is it ever okay to put them in the sink?
- The dog knows when you’re lying to her!
- Those are my socks!
- Pick up the damn towel!
- HOW CAN A THIMBLE OWN A HOTEL?!
The important thing is to remember that these are inconsequential matters and you really do love each other and all that other crap.
2. You Stop Trying To Impress Each Other
The start of a relationship is a lot of fun; you can’t keep your hands off each other and you’re yet to find out about his weird Barry Manilow obsession *shudder*. It’s also a time fraught with nerves and attempts to impress each other. After twelve years, I’m completely comfortable around Jack. I don’t feel the need to wear lots of makeup or even brush my hair. Okay, so I brush my hair…sometimes…on Sundays.
3. You Exist in Your Own Little World
Sometimes Jack and I will be around a family member or a friend, and this will happen:
Jack: Will you get the…?
Me: Yeah, but should I make the…?
Jack: That’d be nice. I’ll get a…
Me: Perfect, thanks.
My sister: WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU TWO TALKING ABOUT?!
Only we know. And possibly dolphins.
4. The Small Gestures Become Better Than The Big Ones
Jack doesn’t often buy me flowers. Instead, he makes me a cup of tea (despite our arguments) without me asking on a cold day, he has dinner on the table when I come home from work, and he wraps me in blanket when I’m cold. Sometimes he buys me flowers but I honestly prefer the little gestures; they’re much more thoughtful and considerate. Although I wouldn’t say no to a Mercedes.
5. Their Annoying Habits Become Unbearable
I love Jack. I do. Really. But when he mumbles monosyllables at me when I ask him a question I WANT TO THROW CACTII AT HIM. *calms down* I’m good, I’m okay.
Likewise, I annoy him. But everyone sounds loud when chewing steak, right? RIGHT?
6. You Get into a Comfortable Routine
I always sleep on the right side of the bed. I sit on the right side of the coach. I have my mug, he has his mug:
He knows that I like my tea milky and I know that he likes his strong (enough with the tea, geeze). Some people might think we’re like a boring old couple, and those people would be right. We are. Prune juice shots for everyone.
7. You Learn to Compromise
Lol, not really guys. You always give in.
Psst! Cupid or Cats is a finalist in the Most Humous category in the 2015 Bloggies. I don’t know how that happened either. If you would like to vote for me, you can click on the link below. It’s very simple and I would really appreciate it. If you’ve already voted, thank you so much. There’s a messenger pigeon on its way to you with your reward. Probably.