What We Notice

I was thinking today about how different Gerry and I really are.  In particular,  I was thinking about the things we notice.   At home, if I put up a new picture, or buy a new plant, or pillow for the couch, or change the color of the curtains,  it takes Gerry quite a while to notice those things.  He does not notice the domestic things around him.  That often includes me.  Once in a while, he notices me.   But I could wear new jewelry, or a new shoes, or a new outfit every day, and he would be oblivious!

When we are traveling,  he notices the crops growing in the fields (and often comments).  I notice the houses, the yards.  He sees the buildings;  I see the trees and flowers.  He adores bridges;  I love mountains.  At a football game,  he keeps track of what is going on on the field.  I keep track of the cheerleaders, the people walking up and down the aisles, what they are wearing, their hairdos and clothes.  I am aware when there is a touchdown.

I suppose it could be best summarized in this way:  He most notices structures and systems.  I most notice people and nature.

I suppose that there is a positive way to look at all of this.   At least we have most things covered!