Geek vs. Neat

I once saw a t-shirt that read, "I (heart) my Geek", I laughed out loud and commented to Blake "hey, I need that shirt!" He was amused but we never bought the shirt. Well as many of you know, I am some what of what society would consider a "neat freak." Everything has a place and everything goes there. I try really hard not to be to ridiculous with my expectations of my house, but I do pride myself in it's tidiness, sometimes to a fault. This last Monday, Blake had his wisdom teeth removed and was put on "rest" for 72 hours, so my story goes; I get home on Tuesday after a long day of work and worry about whether Blake was feeling o.k. or not and I walk into the house fully expecting to see him laying on the couch or in bed relaxing. Those of you who know Blake might be laughing right now because that is not at all where I found him. Instead I walked through the house and to the back room where we have created sort of an "office", there he was, but he was not alone. He was sitting in the swivel chair and accompanying him on the floor in a perfect, full circle around him were  about 2 dozen printed articles from the internet along with about a dozen books, most opened exposing a rainbow of highlighted "important information". I gasped at the sight. There he was in his glasses with a huge swollen face working on a research paper fueled on by soup and pain killers! I refrained from commenting on the mess before me, and left him to his work. That was Tuesday, today is Sunday and our office has only been added to. I still have never mentioned the "mess", though the thought to pick it up and vacuum has run through my mind, I wouldn't--couldn't. I know when Blake is done, it will be picked up, for now I am amazed and slightly amused at the sight of it. There it is, proof in my office, of the wonderful intellect, I married. I love that about Blake. His burning desire to fill his mind with knowledge and his ambition to apply that to his school and his life. He intrigues me, most of the time if I want to know something I go to Blake first, instead of the internet! I look forward to our conversations after a day's work. I go crazy if I hear something on the radio on my way to work and I have to wait all day to tell Blake and get his thoughts on the matter. Blake is interesting and intriguing, well-balanced and beautiful in all his ways. He inspires me and I am so lucky to have him and the mess in our office in my life. Come to think of it, I just might buy that t-shirt, "I (heart) my Geek," I'll wear it proudly and while I am at it, I think I will find one that reads, "I (heart) my neat-freak."