The joys of living with a creative 

My wife knows me inside and out, we’ve both been together with each other longer than we’ve been apart. She’s gotten used to my tricks, but it did take some time for her to get used to my creative craziness.

Yes, us creative types are different.

We have habits and traditions caused by the way our brains work. I’ve been cataloging a few of those idiosyncrasies. Here’s a few of the joys and struggles of living with a creative person:

• Long periods of silence, followed by the pounding of the keyboard or the splash of the paint brush on the canvas. 
• The occasional shrieking laugh, sigh, or F-bomb out of the blue. It won’t be directed at any one or anything or a situation or the moment. It will just come out of the blue. 
• Watching your creative significant lie down for the night and then within minutes, get up and out of bed and then go to a desk or somewhere digging out a piece of paper. They should be tired, but instead they need to get an idea down before they forget it.
• Watching your significant other figure out what to work on next, second guessing themselves, and having to convince them that their ideas are really good and not full of garbage.

• When looking at something for the first time, needing to hide your true feelings because your overly sensitive creative better half will be watching your every facial twitch for a sign or meaning.
• Seeing your soul mate, experience moments of pure joy and agony, all in a 60-minute period. 
• Looking over a piece at the request of your creative significant other and feeling doubt because you’re not sure if you should point out an error or mistake or should just be quiet. 

Yes, there are lots of challenging moments, but there’s plenty of joy too. Oh, the wonders of a living with a creative.

Do any of these sound familiar? What would you add or change?