After dating someone for two and a half years, you learn more about them. Aaron always seemed perfect to me. Born in March 1982, he stands five feet and ten inches tall with brown eyes and black, curly hair. Weighing 175 pounds, he is athletically built. He always fit just right in my arms. Over time, things changed. We had a son and moved in together. That’s when Aaron changed. After two years together, I finally saw three quirks that drove me up the wall. He was a perfectionist, extremely messy and a procrastinator. It makes me wonder how we stayed together for so long.
I use to think Aaron was absolute. He could do no wrong in my eyes. Now I see plenty of things that make me take a step back and really look. For example, I never knew it could take a man an hour to get ready to go to Wal-Mart. That hour includes a lengthy, boiling hot shower, fixing his hair, and going through numerous outfits. I never understood why he fixed his hair. He always wore a beanie everywhere he went.
Another thing about Aaron that drove me nuts was he never cleaned up after himself. He would leave his dirty dishes on the table or in the sink and hair trimmings in the bathroom sink. He worked as a truck unloaded and when he would come in from work, he would leave his nasty clothes laying everywhere. I can’t even begin to describe how disgusting his socks were, especially the ones hidden under the bed for about a week.
The last major thing about Aaron is his procrastination skills. Everything that needs to be done gets pushed back until the day after the last minute, unless it is something that he wants to do. Then it gets done the instant it rolls off his lips especially if it had to do with partying all night. Back in late April 2007, the baby fell out of the buggy at Wal-Mart. It took almost two weeks for Aaron to take him to the doctor. I consider that to be over procrastination.
I often think about the past four years I have known Aaron. I remember how I use to look at him. He was flawless, he glowed when I looked at him and I could never keep myself from smiling at the thought of him. Now he enrages me to no end. It’s funny how time will change someone. Aaron and I went from friends, to lovers, to barely speaking. I still wonder what it was that kept us together for so long.
