My Love

We’ve been together for over a year. We’ve lived in the same city for six months – separate apartments, but we’re together whenever we’re not working.

Some observations:

She is incapable of planning

That’s not precisely true. She meticulously plans trips and restaurant dinners.

Otherwise? No.

What makes this bizarre is that her business is advising on risky, multi-billion-dollar decisions. If anyone in the world is capable of rational planning, it should me my Love. But she simply doesn’t care.

There are two reasons for that:

  • She has a defective sense of risk

The secret of her success in life is her guiding principle:

What’s the worst that could happen?

She has undertaken the most outlandish risks, with no more forethought than that. She’s had some (very) rough patches, because the worst does happen, sometimes.

As far as I can tell, that’s the extent of her planning for anything. She won’t do it if there’s a risk of harm to someone else, or a significant risk of her own death or serious injury. Otherwise …

She’s not afraid of going broke. She’s been there. A couple of times.

  • She is incapable of worry

You know that song, “Don’t worry, be happy”. That’s my Love.

Her typical answer to a vexing question is some variation on, “Human beings have been around for a million years without going extinct. It can’t be that important.”

She is infuriatingly logical

If you’ve been following along, you probably have realized this.

She has no common sense

There’s an old saying,

God looks out for fools, babies and drunken sailors.

to which I have to add,

and lapsed girl-mathematicians

Almost every conversation with anyone in her family includes this sentence:

For a girl who’s supposed to be so smart, she sure does a lot of dumb things.

She is deadpan

She can say the most outrageous things with a straight face. I’m never sure whether she’s serious.

The really frightening thing is, I think she is always serious. She’s deadpan because she’s serious.

She is beautiful

Of course, everyone says that about his/her best guy/gal.

But it’s objectively true of my Love. She’s a head turner. Tall, blonde, slender without being skinny. She’s always beautifully dressed, coiffed and (very lightly) made up.

 

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