Attractive Geekiness

I married a geeky guy, but somehow the geekiness is super attractive to me.  Or maybe I am that geeky too, but I just think of myself as cooler than I really am.  Nick is currently sitting next to me reading a book called “How to Get Things Done.”  He would.  Me on the other hand?  You’ll never catch me reading that.  But I sort of get to read it indirectly, since I glance over about every third page to find headlines of chapters like “Electronic Note-taking,” which technically means I’ll probably become more productive and smarter since its two feet from my head. I’ll get the jist, right?  Every time I see him reading “Popular Science” or books like, “How to Get Things Done,”  I’m strangely attracted.  I internally laugh and categorize him as geeky, but I think that’s my surfacy way of channeling my deep admiration for his character, intelligence, and determination in life.  I’ve come to a conclusion: Cool people are attracted to geeky people.  I love my geeky hubby.