No seriously, we met through a video game called World of Warcraft. I played a Gnome Warlock and he played a Human Mage. Both our characters are a type of class nicknamed as 'casters'. We basically are very similar and also the opposite.
Warlocks do damage over time. We are the epitome of consistency, accuracy, accountability, and reliability. We can project how much damage we will do - 10 bad guys before, and we plan for things well in advance. Warlocks are prepared. Warlocks also stand there and take damage (aka we nickname this "tanking"). We can handle a ton of crap thrown at us and usually are one of the most patient classes in the game. It is basically the project managers' dream class, considering the entirety of the gameplay revolves around managing your rotation of spells that provide the most damage output in the least amount of time with the highest survivability rate. Not to forget, that we also have to micromanage pets (and their skills) while doing all the rest of that stuff.
Mages on the other hand are glass canons. HUUUUUGE damage. KaBOOM damage, but hardly any damage over time. Their class is completely streaky. Literally, they rely on something called 'Proc', which stands for Programmed Random Occurrence It basically is a 'chance on hit', based on probability and randomness. Mages even have a spell named, "Hot Streak" that allows them to do a crazy amount of damage in a short period time (a random occurrence). Mages are completely reactionary. If someone comes at them and they aren't prepared, they have spells that allow them to GTFO or literally go invisible. They don't "tank" anything or else they'd die in 2 seconds. There is hardly any need to manage any type of spell rotation. It's based on quick reactionary thinking. "Shit, there's a bad guy over there!" *BLAST IT!!!* "Yay, it's dead."
Anyway, I guess the reason why I brought that up is because my husband and I completely reflect our WoW characters in many ways. Maybe that's why we fell in love; Because we're so alike, yet so different. We both shot fireballs. Mine was a tiny fireball that burned my victim over time until they'd die a slow and painful death. My husbands was a big fireball that may or may not kill on contact (most times it would), but it'd for sure blast the bastard's face wide open.
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Okay I'm getting to the point, lol really!
So like any other couple out there, we struggle with our marriage. No dealbreakers, really. Just the same ol' crap that any truly loving couple goes through.
We have annoying quirks that we can't stand sometimes. My husband seems to be the American military when it comes to emotions and I'm a vulcan, apparently. Spock is my brother from another mother.
Together, we magically balance each other out. Very well actually, but Jesus is it ever difficult sometimes.
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We had a huge shit flinging contest a few mornings ago. No seriously, we don't really fight-fight much, but a few mornings ago, the gloves came off and we were spouting the most hurtful stuff. I know, what the f*ck, hey?
Ah, it's because we love each other. Not love like family and this is what we've chosen so suck it up kinda love, but deeply care about each other's well being & happiness.
Anyway, it got to a point where we didn't know what to do next. I just wasn't thrilled with the argument and didn't want to (for lack of a better description) "put up with that kind of shit again".
Chris asked if there was anything he could do to make things better.
I stewed about this for a while; 2 hours in fact.
We could have a divorce and be bloody drama queens about this, or we could be adults and work on our neglected relationship.
I asked him to sit down because I had something to say. He was very apprehensive because at this point, he's thinking it's the big D word.
I asked him if we could make a contract for our relationship. My catch was, if he wasn't up for doing this, then I would be leaving. We needed to make a rulebook.
I don't think I've ever seen him so happy to hear me say 'lets work on our relationship'.
So this is what we've got. It's called our post-it. It's named after Meredith & Derek Sheppard's vows from Grey's Anatomy. We have it as an 11x14. It will be framed and mounted on the wall in our bedroom so we can reflect upon it.
Yeah, we're weirdos!! We're the kind of people that have a constitution right next to our bed to keep the peace.
One day, I hope our kids see this and are proud of us for working on our marriage for our sakes and for theirs. :)
