After about 3 months of being married, my husband informed me that we needed to have a serious talk. My mind swam with thoughts: Oh no is he going to ask me to switch to 2% milk instead of 1%? Is he going to tell me that he doesn't like my cooking? Did he get fired? "The talk" was about none of the above. It was about toothpaste. No, not the type of toothpaste, rather the fact that he wanted us to have separate tubes of toothpaste. He could no longer share with me because the way that I cared for my toothpaste tube was unacceptable, disgusting, and quite perturbing to him. I was devastated. When you're married you are supposed to share things like the toothpaste. What next, separate beds??? My sulking and dramatics did nothing to sway his opinion. From then on, he determined that we would have our own toothpaste tubes.
The other day, I looked at my toothpaste and then glanced over at his and I finally understood after 3 1/2 years of marriage why my husband would not share a tube of toothpaste with me.
I know I know, some confessions are better left unconfessed. What will people think of me now? Maybe I should clean up my act...naaaah