My husband loves his Star Wars mug. To me, it’s a bit of an eyesore. To my husband, it’s the bright spot in his day, a flashback to his youth, the best coffee vessel on earth.
We all have our own "Star Wars mug." (Image: Amy Spencer)
As I was cleaning the dishes the other day and putting away the helmet, I smiled for the first time when I looked at it. And the reason I came up with what that I was reminded how important it is to value the little things you may not love that your partner holds dear—and know there are plenty of things about us that they hold dear, too.
He, for instance, puts up with the fact that four days out of seven, I’ve filled the room with the scent of fresh-popped corn. He miraculously doesn’t seem to mind that I always want a bite of his food, even when I swear I’m so full I could die. He hasn’t left me over how much I hate doing laundry. And I know my obsession with chairs has become an issue when I realize the Louis XIV chair I was “going to reupholster this week” has been sitting in the laundry room for over a year. So the teeny tiny Star Wars mug? I mean, geez, loving it is the least I could do.
I guess I’m saying this is worth remembering as you date. You know, maybe we should focusing on that stuff as soon as we meet somebody (“He plays Fantasy Football, for goodness’ sake!”) and think, instead, how lucky we might be if they’d be open and easygoing enough to take the stuff we dole out. We all have our personal Star Wars mug. I have a lot of them. And I know I’m lucky to have found someone to appreciate them all. In your dating life, too, may the force learn to love it.
So…what’s your Star Wars mug? Come on, I know you have one!
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If I counted all of my “mugs”, I’d be in big trouble. Let’s see…one big issue is that things have to be clean and orderly at all times…pillows fluffed, blankets folded, dishes put away, etc. I hope I can find a man that appreciates a “clean place.” Otherwise I’m in trouble.
Courtney, I’m pretty sure any guy reading this is lining up right now wondering how to get your number! I have no doubt you’ll find one who loves everything else about you, too — even if the blankets have to be folded before you can feel like your best, ha.
—Amy