scott and i are celebrating eight years of holy matrimony on april 24.
when we were at the altar getting married, jamey pappas - the man who married us - said,
"i don't know if i've ever met two people more opposite from each other.
it is like pretty in pink meets urban cowboy."
he was right. we are extremely opposite.
and there have been a lot of days where those opposite qualities have been hard for us.
but most of the time, we bring out the best in each other.
and we meet in the middle.
we teach each other stuff.
and we help each other learn to be better at something.
so for the next few weeks, i am going to give you insider info into our craziness.
i'm going to show you 8 ways that we are extremely opposite.
and as i was making the list of things to blog about, i realized that most of the time, scott is better than me at something. haha.
totally true though.
so exhibit 1. our closets.
this is scott's closet.
now, let me tell you something.
scott is on the other side of his computer screen at work cringing because it is "messy" right now.
i guarantee it.
but i am here to tell you, his closet is always extremely perfect.
like, hangers all facing the same way.
shoes all in order on the rack.
jeans in proper stacks.
crazy, lame stuff like that.
this is my closet.
my mom is on the other side of her computer screen hyperventilating.
actually, scott probably is too.
and to be honest, this is only half of it.
it goes on farther and it is a tad crazy back there.
i felt like maybe i would show you the best part of it.
just that small heap on the floor and the crazy, messy hangers and stuff.
that heap on the floor has been there for probably 2 months.
and sometimes when scott is tired of something in the bedroom, he will pick it up and add it to my heap.
also i am sure half of the shoes that i'm missing are somewhere in there.
countless comments are made weekly about my closet.
scott: please forgive.
there you go, people.
maybe get the
plank hanger out of your own eye before you judge me.
i feel like i'm overreacting and being a little harsh.
or as my closie davi would say, "way harsh, tai."
you know. from clueless.
i'm tempted to go clean the heap right now but i probably won't.
you can find me sipping my diet coke.