Wow - that was a heavy last post! Time to lighten things up around this joint.
So lately, I've been trying an experiment with my marriage. I read some articles which stated that I should treat my husband as though we were still dating. I should withhold criticism, try to be cute and adorable, and shower him with love notes describing my affection. This, the articles cleary stated, would make my already good marriage heavenly. I was hooked.
So I began. I sent my husband emails - "I love you babe! Can't wait to see you tonight:)" And in case you were wondering, yes - there really were emoticons. I praised him for cleaning out the litter box. I bought his favorite foods. In short, I tried to treat him like a king.
And though he seemed mystified - he seemed to enjoy it.
Until one night. My plan backfired. You see - I just couldn't take it anymore. The apple cores on the dining room table. The socks on the kitchen table. The chewed up gum stored on the lip of my coffee mug. How can your husband be a king - and be so, so - whats the word? Disgusting. Yes, disgusting.
I let lose. I rattled off my list of complaints. And he sat there, and listened. And laughed. And then he said, "Is that all you got?" And then I knew why my marriage works. It works becuase we are real. And if anybody is capable of dating their husband in the midst of chewed up gum wads, I say more power to you. But as for me, I going to go put on some sweats and eat ice cream out of the carton. Because I am married. And I don't have to impress my husband anymore.
