Mars vs Venus

I like to wake up early, he doesn't.

I love eggs, he's allergic to them.

I like planning, making lists, he doesn't know what it means.

I keep my money neatly lined in my purse, his money is all over his pockets.

I like the cars parked aligned to the pillars in front, he thinks the pillars are crooked.

When something falls on the floor I pick it up, while he walks over it.

I think the TV is already too big, he thinks it's too small.

When I check out sales at the mall, his feet ache and he urgently needs to use the loo.

When we reach the BOSE showroom, he stands there rooted with healthy feet.

I point out dirt on white fans and cobwebs to clean, he thinks it's the original design and looks good.

He hates exercising, I cannot do without it.

He thinks socks are disposable wear-and-throws, I argue they aren't.

I like dry flowers and keep buying them, he hates them and throws them out.

He laps up compliments. I am very wary of them.

I love adventure sports, anything heartstopping, blood-rushing; he doesn't go near anything where he has to sign that life-indemnity-or-whatever bond.

He thinks pretty women make interesting conversations, I do not particularly agree.

He doesn't notice books missing from the shelf, I notice and get livid.

I love spicy food. He can't handle it.

I remember every button on his every shirt. He doesn't recognize too many of my clothes.

I track transactions in my bank account closely. My darling doesn't notice damage and depletion in his account, due to usage of debit card by me. THIS I LIKE.