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Getting there can be the battle

I'd like to give mad props to Friendster Guy for helping me move my refrigerator door from one side to the other so I don't have to walk around the door any longer to get into the fridge. (There's nothing more frustrating.) The poor man walked into the project already in progress and about to fall into disarray. I'd pretty much taken everything apart and just discovered that it was no longer a one person job when he arrived at my house. Since neither of us knew really what we were doing it could have gone FUBAR really quick. We could have had not only melted ice cream but also a meltdown. Instead, we not only got the job done but even managed a little laughter when we discovered a part we'd taken off but hadn't put back on. Even upon inspection, we still weren't actually sure where it was supposed to go.

If it had been my X who had walked into such a situation, well, let's just say I wouldn't be able to say that I actually enjoyed the time together. Something about the two of us didn't work when it came to putting things together. I'll admit to my fair share in the problem. I absorb other people's emotions and my X tended to start at annoyed and stressed when it came to these sort of projects so therefore, I was annoyed and stressed too. I also think we both had a bit of an ego. We didn't actually sing, "Anything You Can Do I Can Do Better," but I know I was thinking it.

I don't know what it is about FG but he remains so calm. I don't get that "back the $#@& away from me bitch" vibe that I was so used to. The result is that I remain calm as well and don't turn around with a screwdriver ready to strike. I don't think it's a beginning of the relationship utopia thing either. X and I started out at odds but didn't realize the extent of the problem, because, really, how much furniture do you really need to put together in college? An egg crate doesn't require a lot of maintenance. We learned later on to just leave each other alone and make sure to have two phillips head screwdrivers.

I really appreciate what FG and I have in this regard. He even admitted I was right when we finally determined where the "extra" part went. Ladies, I know what you're thinking - it's a Thanksgiving miracle! But no, it's just two people putting aside ego, ok, ME putting aside ego, and getting a job done. I don't think FG comes to these sort of projects with something to prove, just a goal to complete.

How great is it that now I actually enjoy the process of getting there as much as the finished product?

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