I’m a pretty flexible person about most things. However, there are exceptions. I’m going to insist that you not wear black and navy together. Also, don’t say, “Bye bye.” You’re a grown man, for crying out loud! (Peter Sagal gets a pass because he’s funny; Neil Conan does not because he’s not.) Lastly, I’m a lid-down person. Not just seat-down, LID-down. Believe me, you’ll adapt, and the next time your toothbrush or iPhone goes clanging off the lid, instead of splashing into the bowl, you’ll come kiss me and tell me you’re glad I changed your wanton ways.
I’m no Victoria’s Secret model, but I exercise A LOT. I eat fruits and vegetables every day. I brush and, most days, floss. I started an IRA when I was 20, and I’m frugal. In general, I don’t buy shit I don’t need. And though I’m prone to clutter and I hate hate hate cleaning, I endeavor to keep my physical space clean and tidy.
I want to be with somebody who attempts to be healthy, financially cautious, and orderly. You’re not an independently wealthy triathlete with OCD? That’s OK—I’m just saying: worrying about your well-being, our finances, and the state of the house takes a lot of energy. Energy that could be used for sex. You make the choice.
Kisses,
Amy