Not Your Typical

Mr. Spit and I bought a new car 2 weeks ago. (I know, I’m sorry, I meant to tell you.) We bought the car to go to Costco and the hardware store and drive in the winter. Holly is wonderful, but she’s not the greatest winter car. She’s low to the ground and powerful and rear wheel drive can make winter driving an adventure.

Look, I’m a car person.

This is a bit of a strange thing for a woman, but there you have it. I like cars. I read about cars. I know a bit about cars. I can, for example, tell you the difference between a straight 6 and a V6, and why you might want one or the other.

So, it was a strange sort of thing when the salesman (who was delightful) kept telling me about the capacity and told me the sport button would make life fun and told me that there was another car which was a total “girl” car. The Mister, on the other hand got the engine specs and the information on the chassis.

This isn’t a ranting screed about the misogyny of car dealerships.

Rather, it’s more of a post about how our marriage tends to work. I sometimes joke that we are the Spit corporation. I’m the Chief Finance Officer. Mr. Spit is the Chief Technology officer. He’s the Chief Compliance Officer, I’m the Chief Operating Officer. He’s the Head of HR.

We are both the CEO.

Perhaps it’s not typical, but I was off visiting someone else last night, and I realized, this is rare. We each know what our strengths and weaknesses are, and in the middle of that, we capitalize on them. Mr. Spit is good at spatial stuff. I’m good at moving us toward a common goal and being efficient. I have lists. He figures out how to make things work.

And it’s us. The Corporation of the Spits.

We are kind to each other. We speak well of each other. We resolve our differences together. We honour each other.

And it is a profitable company. Oh, not always in money, but the two shareholders are happy and realizing gains, and I realized last night how rare of a thing that is.

 

 

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6 Responses to Not Your Typical

  1. Neeroc says:

    But, but, what did you get? Bill and I have been looking at the car *I* want since last September. He just hasn’t found the absolute best deal ever, so we haven’t received it yet. (That’s what I get for marrying a Scot *g*)

  2. a says:

    That sounds like a very nice partnership.

    I, too, would like to know what your Costco car is…

  3. Mr. Spit says:

    Technical Officer here, our new car falls into that stupid category of “cross-over”, into what, I’m not sure really – stupid marketing gimmicks.

    It’s a Nissan Rogue, aka a small SUV, with all wheel drive, 60 profile sidewall tires, and about 5 times the cargo capacity of the M3. Less than 1/2 the horsepower, none of the “sport” that the button decries on the center console, but that’s part of the difference between a sport coupe cabrio with a 6 speed manual and a small SUV with a continuously variable transmission.

    One makes a good dog hauler, the other just hauls…

  4. HereWeGoAJen says:

    I often say that to Matt, that we make such a very good team. I also say that we could win at Jeopardy too, but only if they let us play together, since our areas of expertise have very little overlap.

  5. debby says:

    I like you’re analogy. I am part of a profitable corporation too. Unfortunately, it’s more like a non-profit…

  6. debby says:

    I cannot believe I sent that with a grammar mistake. *hangs head in shame*

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