>After a few days of being busy with house projects, my husband started referring to me as Pacman. His references it with, “go-go-go-go-go,” while making a talking-hand hand gesture.
I told him he should be thankful for our differences. If I were like him, the house would look exactly the same as when we bought it. He agreed. He went on further to describe me as the spark plug and himself as the compass. After a good laugh, we settled on the best description of our relationship as me being the oars and he being the rudder.
I’ll take that. As long as I can still, go-go-go-go-go.