Make no mistake about it: I’m a die-hard Larry David fan. I adore his crankiness and when I catch “Curb Your Enthusiasm” on HBO, I can see more clearly which bits Larry contributed to “Seinfeld.”

I'm also convinced that the TV Larry David is pretty much the same as the real life Larry David so I was particularly disappointed when the news broke last week that Larry is separating from his wife Laurie, upon which Cheryl Hines' character is based. Was the split his idea? Does he have a young girlfriend? What’s the deal?

Most reports I’ve read assume it was Laurie who initiated the split because she could no longer take being around such a curmudgeon. There are people who love him and those who hate him, but as one of those in the former group, I find Larry’s self-centered ways and neurosis quite endearing.

I’m finally starting to realize why: My husband Ted is very much like Larry. I get a huge kick out of some of that complaining. In fact, I would often watch “Curb” thinking to myself, “My God, that’s Ted, but more verbal and with much more time and money on his hands. How cute!”

But as adorable as it is on TV, if you’re a fairly optimistic person, it turns into a hellish situation. If types follow suit, what Larry doesn’t portray on the show is the constant and irrational pity he has for himself. On TV, Larry’s typically a moody drag. His wife on the show, Cheryl Hines, does a fair amount of placating.

There are many other issues between Ted and me apart from his being a curmudgeon, but I can tell you with certainty, the charm of a grump wears thin after a while.

Maybe some day we’ll know what actually happened between the Davids, but for now, I guess I have to liken my affection for Larry to my Woody Allen crush—understandable, but unrealistic once you really look at the man.