This is where I tell my husband that I live. I think he has even come to believe it himself. I live in a place where what I get is usually directly proportional to how badly I want it. He will measure something and say, “It won’t fit.” I will measure something and say, “It is so close, and I want it to fit here REALLY badly. Let’s measure again.” He used to think I was crazy, but now he has become a believer in my magical place…and my magical ruler. We have furniture in places where there should be no furniture to prove it.
It’s funny. I never really thought about this until being married to him. It was one of those things where you just assume everyone is like you. Yeah, I know. My Interpersonal Communication book said that we are supposed to be over that by about second grade. I’m 45 and still shocked that other people are so different from me. Go figure.
My husband could not be more opposite than me in this area. Of course, I think his accepting defeat by thinking things won’t work may be directly proportional to how badly he wants it, too. I mean how many times and places does he want to move something for me? Hmmm….maybe he would live in a magical place, too, if it were not for me and my magical place.
Some people might think this is positive thinking. But between you and me, I’m not entirely sure about that or at least that it is all positive thinking. What I really think it is is that I am just an incredibly stubborn tenacious person who believes winners never quit and quitters never win. More things are possible than most of us ever dreamed or imagined if we just keep trying.
Too funny! I love it! You sound like such a fun person, and I love the way you think!