My husband is insane

Yesterday Brian recalled our day from his point of view, mentioning the obsessive Olympics viewing with three screens going at once. Yes, three sets of sports going, and sometimes more than one would have the audio blaring.

It’s too much input for me. Brian can do that– he can have something in his earbuds that’s separate from the visual on a desktop screen and he’ll be flipping through text on the iPad, all at the same time. I can’t chew gum and walk.

He also remembers a great deal of the information he bombards himself with. If I’m not focusing on something, I probably won’t remember it at all– and that’s one thing at a time. He’s crazy. This behavior is insane. Except, it works for him.

Brian’s brain works differently than mine. He is stimulated by the constant barrage of information, whereas I’m overwhelmed by it. I have to remember this in conversation– that his brain works differently.  And he has to remember that mine does, too.

We learned early on that Brian continues to think about issues after they are talked about and often returns to those conversations with new thoughts or perspectives. He is quick with responses, but I am slow with them. He has an opinion about everything. Everything. He likes debate and the types of conversations I would deem arguments. Tone is the lens through which I will hear words– and the tone is what stays with me, not the words. I like one thing at a time. Our brains work differently.

But I love his brain. It was one of the first things I noticed about him. I told him again today that his intelligence is sexy. It really is. He is a thinker, an analyzer, and an information junkie. And what I see as sensory overload is a wonderful Sunday afternoon to him. I went upstairs and scrubbed the shower. It was great.

Full trust

Lindsey and I committed to something prior to our wedding that is not unique, but from what I can tell it is probably uncommon. We committed to share all of our passwords and account information for all of our online activities. Email, Facebook, Twitter, and more– it’s all open.

This was actually an easy choice for us. We are completely open with each other anyway, sharing things that have not been shared with anyone else.

I know what some of you are thinking. Some of you reading this are asking, “Wow, do you really not trust so much that you have to share your passwords?” You’ve got it all wrong. It’s the opposite, we share everything and are fully open because we trust each other so much.

The guiding principle for this is simple, our marriage is more important than we are individually. We are a team now. We are no longer two, but one. When viewed in that light, it would be odd to not  share all of our access and information.