What Happens When Both Spouses are Type 'B'

Taxes were due this past week— an annoyance for any normal family, but for the Hendersons it was especially difficult. That’s because neither of us have what you would call a ‘natural drive to organize or keep tabs on anything involving paperwork’. Most couples I know have at least one Type ‘A’— the spouse who makes sure the bills are paid on time and the deductions are accounted for. Well, not us. We’re both Type ‘B’ personalities, creative types. Our brains don’t really mesh with paperwork or taxes or contracts… you know, ‘life things’. We’re hardwired to focus on the creative stuff. So what happens when there’s no partner to handle the ‘life things’? How does a household function when neither of the adults are naturally drawn to doing any of the ‘adult’ stuff? Well, I’m gonna tell you. But first a little context.

They say opposites attract, but when Emily and I met back in college, it was like two positively-charged magnets had somehow flipped the laws of physics and instead of repelling each other, they clamped together so tight it was startling. I was an actor, performing feminist-versions of Shakespeare and dying my hair blue for roles, she was an English major with dreams of moving to New York to “see what happens”. Both of us dreamers. Both obsessed with the messy, dramatic things in life. Together, we were a tornado. A goofy, romantic tornado. We’d hop out her second story window at night, share a bottle of wine on the roof, and talk ‘til sunrise about movies and books and music. I’m sure we were super annoying to be around, but we didn’t care, we’d found a mirror image in each other and it was obvious from the jump that it was meant to be.