I am Yin. And he is definitely Yang.
I like chocolate; he likes vanilla.
I'm an early bird; he's a night owl.
I can be too uptight; he can be too laid-back.
It works out well though.
As polar opposites we're still very interconnected.
We give rise to one another in turn.
Without one, there would not be the other.
Opposites only exist in relation to each other.
As Yin I make sure all bills are paid, schedules are kept, and house is cleaned.
As Yang Joe makes sure all surfboards are waxed, fun is had, and nothing is taken too seriously.
After reading my introduction post of Baby Madzar on this blog, I asked Joe what he thought.
His reply, 'I liked it. It surprised me. It was pretty artsy.'
Hmmm, well. I suppose it was a little unlike me. Maybe the whole lioness portrayal was a little out there. But if anyone can appreciate that, it's Joe.
A few minutes pass and I suddenly remember hearing Joe get up very early that morning.
So I say to him, 'What time did you get up this morning?'
'Around 5am. I cleaned up a bit.'Looking around the house I finally pick up on the freshly cleaned rugs, wiped-down counter tops, and sparkling dishware neatly stacked in the cupboards. As my head is spinning around taking in the house in all its cleanliness glory I come full circle around and am staring Joe dead in the eyes.
Suddenly it hits us both and in unison we loudly declare,
'WE'RE TURNING INTO EACH OTHER!'
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