I’ve locked myself out of the house at least 5 times in the last 6 months.
I set my alarm to wake up and fix him breakfast,
but instead sleep an extra 20 minutes.
I forget about the laundry and leave it in the washing machine for days on end.
Sometimes our fridge gets so low we only have cheese and milk. :P
And cookies. There is a constant supply of cookies.
I have no idea about the first steps for buying a house. Other than I want one.
I often forget to take the time to provide my spouse with assurance and affection.
I suuucccckkkkkkk at organizing bills.
I am a total newlywed moron.
Ray? Ray on the other hand is an absolute pro.
He fixes our cars.
And by fixes, I mean he’s in the driveway lying on his back with his hands underneath.
Not he ‘drives it to the dealership’ for them to fix it.
He makes sure
we I don’t overspend.
He forces me to stop the business of my to-do list to spend quality time together.
He cleans up after I cook.
He always remembers to talk with me about decisions – not just the big ones.
Because big or small they’re going to affect us both.
He’s a team player.
He keeps me laughing after a crazy day at work and reminds me that I’m more than a 9-5 desk job.
Ray is the coolest person on the planet.
I told someone last week “We’re kinda at that point in life where we’re like ‘we have no idea what we’re doing’ ..”
and his response was “stay that way for as long as you can”
Because it means you get to have fun.
You don’t have to worry about kids. Or retirement. or [major] health bills. You get to love being in love.
Ray and I get the question all the time “So how is married life?” Fa-reaking-sweet.
Life is fun, but sharing life with Ray is even better.
I read this article earlier today, and loved the thought process behind it.
Imagine looking forward to discussing anything and everything with my wife because she actually helps me make better decisions that ultimately transform my life into more than the selfish pile of crap it was before her. Crazy, I know.
Here’s my challenge to the real men out there; it’s very simple. If you have a good marriage, talk about it. If you love your wife, say it. If some moron tells you that you’re merely a “newlywed” or that you’re still just “too young to understand,” correct them. Openhanded slaps to the face are preferable.
Unless those of us who love our wives [and husbands!] (and thus, our lives) make a conscious change to the way we speak of them, unless we begin choosing to elevate and praise our spouses instead of denigrate, we will be letting an incredibly corrosive self-perpetuating societal meme destroy the very institution that defines our lives.
–Steven Crowder Full article here
So here’s to you, darling.
You are the bees knees.