A foot and a half, damn, what's that like?
Huh. I don't know what any less than that would be like. :-/ The tallest woman I ever dated on a regular basis was about 20 inches shorter than me. My wife is about 25 inches shorter than me.
It sort of becomes a standing joke. Like, it's not a problem unless we're standing. Right? {dad joke} Or she threatens to get a pair of lumberjack's spikes and climb me so she can look me in the eye.
Sometimes I see couples who've lost track of each other in a crowd. Never happens to us for some reason.
There are a lot of little things. On the minus side, my wife can't use my car because I had to reset the seat about ten inches back and the adjustment slide won't go far enough forward for her. She has her own car, but I like driving her places whenever possible. Lockdown has sort of made this moot with no more than one of us out of the house at a time. About every two weeks and a half I go grocery shopping. I still drive her to doctor's appointments and etc, but in lockdown I often wind up staying in the car. And otherwise we pretty much stay home.
On the plus side stairs are a special treat. When we use the stairway together she goes first if it's upstairs and I go first if it's downstairs, and partway down turn to hug and kiss while she's standing a couple steps higher. Sure it's sappy, but it's sweet. Happens a few times a day and puts us both in a good mood every time.
Swimming is fun. We attend pool parties (well, we will again when this damn lockdown is over). My wife floats and I sink, but I can walk on the bottom of most pools and have my head above water. And assuming we're not doing something boring like laps for exercise, it's another little treat like stairs, where hugging is easy.
We hug while I'm sitting in a chair fairly often, and that puts us about at eye level. Also she likes sitting in my lap sometimes. For extra-cute points, if we come to a stop (like, both reading or something) one of our cats comes to sit on her lap.
She doesn't like how much they cost, but she likes the ridiculously-oversize sofas and easy-chairs I've put in our living room. She has room to curl up crossleged or sideways, spreads a blanket, and has a quiet cozy cuppa in the winter. She says until she got used to them it sort of made her feel like a little kid. She likes the big bed, but gets mildly annoyed when we go looking for blankets/sheets/etc. But that's nothing we can't remedy with a sewing machine.
Oh, sewing machines! It turns out that sewing is a pastime/hobby/thing we enjoy, that we have in common. She got into sewing by way of dancing because she likes having the right clothes for a dance event (she has made herself an entire regency-era wardrobe!) and from there slid sideways into costume generally. I learned sewing (and grading patterns) shortly after I quit being able to buy clothes off the rack, discovered that I enjoyed it, and graduated from grading patterns to my size, to modifying and then making my own patterns. I don't consider my stuff to be costume, but I have made some nice coats and things I'm happy about, and my wife started designing her own patterns after she saw me doing it - I guess it was intimidating for her until I showed her it's not that hard.
Anyway, recently she's into 'history bounding' - making and wearing clothes that are as close to "period" (for whatever period) as a relatively small adjustment can render "contemporary." Like a dress of Elizabethan cut, but with its skirt about six inches shorter and made in modern colors, is contemporary enough not to be instantly identified as an anachronism, but looks different enough from most clothing to be like an interesting designer creation. And she's been putting together some 'retro' looks from the 40s and 50s that need almost no adjustments at all.
I feel a bit guilty that she's given up her hobby of ballroom dance. We tried, but when we're standing on the same floor her eye level is somewhere between my belt buckle and my belly button. Ballroom dance just isn't made for couples where that's true. I'm fine with her dancing with other partners, but she says it would be kind of pointless.
Dunno, it's just ... the way things are. All of this is just how "ordinary" looks from this altitude, I guess. If dating someone a lot taller was a problem for everybody, or if dating someone a lot shorter was a problem for me, I think I might never have had a date (Laugh.... I've had plenty of dates.... ). Being ridiculously large has had an impact on a whole lot of things in my life, but I don't think it's made much difference in finding romantic partners. It's changed how we do things and sometimes what we do, but in a way that hasn't really intruded on happiness.
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Topic: WCDT 4456-4460 (the 8th through 12th of February, 2021) (Read 32366 times)