Balance

It's wrong to say that marriage is all about balance. There is so much more to bringing together two lives, two souls, two people with dreams, expectations, hopes, abilities, styles and tolerance for unpleasant things in life (such as spiders).

But a part of marriage is balance.

And at the present moment making a goal to get our internal clocks on the same time.

But back to balance.

Lance & I do a pretty good job of balancing each other out.

A prime example is stress/worry and how we manage it. I tend to accuse Lance of failing to manage his stress/worry because I don't see him a) freaking out, b) constantly talking about how stressed/worried he is, c) pacing back and forth, d) writing about how stressed/worried he is, e) telling me how stressed/worried he is, and f) exhibiting other behaviors generally accepted as physical signs of stress/worry.

I, on the other hand, suck the stress/worry out of other people. If I don't keep control of it, I could be up all night worrying about my problems, Lance's problems, our shirtless neighbor's problems...I worry about how the stray cats are going to keep warm when it gets colder. I stress about getting a promotion work and analyze and reanalyze my game plan until the sun comes up. I stress/worry/problem solve in my dreams.

No wonder Lance can sleep so peacefully at night. It is pertinent that one of us sleeps tonight. We're making waffles in the morning and somebody needs to be lucid enough to work the waffle iron.