When the penny drops

I always thought being competitive was a good thing, within reason. Being a little ambitious, a bit of a go-getter. All good, right?

Over the years I've realized that husband dearest was a bit too competitive, felt challenge by everyone, felt the need to compete in everything. Told him on more than one occasion that he didn’t have to compete with me. But he needed to prove superiority in anything we attempted. Kind of ruined my buzz …

Then after Sunday brunch, when chatting with some cousins (his cousins) I realized that he’s ALWAYS been that way. I somehow never thought about his competitive nature pre our marriage.

Several little pennies dropped as I recalled how he stated that he would be married before another cousin, even though that cousin had just gotten engaged and set a wedding date for the following year. I did find it a bit funny at the time, cos we weren’t officially dating – we were on a break and he wasn’t seeing anyone else to my knowledge.

The brunch cousins weren’t aware of the comment he made back then, but explained that amongst themselves they did discuss it and knew that he would marry first, because he always made a point of being first and being best.

Soooo, I’m thinking eleven years later that … for him getting married wasn’t so much about being in a hurry to spend the rest of his life with the woman he loved. He was in a race to wed, against his cousin.

 

I wonder if it was me he really wanted or was I just in the right place, at the right time, to help him make his deadline?

LOL, does that make me the Ultimate Trophy Wife? Hahahaha, or am I the boobie prize?