Who am I?

I've heard quite a few people say that if you live with someone long enough,

you will start developing some of their personality traits.

I was always like noooo,

that's so silly.

But now, I am a believer.

I think I am turning into a woman version of my husband.

I am doing things I never thought I would do, laughing at things I never thought I would laugh at, and saying things I never thought I would say.

And I am writing about this in hopes that I am not alone.

Here is an example:

My family was having a graduation party for my cousin in our backyard on Saturday,

at one point, I quietly slipped away into our house,

to take care of some business.

I locked the front door behind me.

I thought I was all alone.

I took care of the business,

and after washing my hands,

I decided to ex-neigh the match and, instead, get the new Febreeze out from under the kitchen sink.

I throw open the bathroom door,

to find my husband standing on the other side.

 Out of fear and embarrassment,

I just stood there...

and prayed that God would plug his nostrils.

Before I could say anything,

Tyler put his hand in the air and said

Babe! I'm proud of you! That would compete with one of mine! High five!

and you know what I did?

I gave him a high five.

During the past 10 months of living with Tyler,

I have caught myself expelling gasses, laughing at myself (and others) expelling gasses, and even saying the precious that's what she said line. 

And you know what is terrifying?

I secretly enjoyed that high five.

Please ladies,
tell me I'm not alone.