Monday, August 11, 2014

Marriage

On November 12, 2011 was the day I married that special girl. She is great, cute and we unfortunately look like we are brother and sister rather than husband and wife. Who cares? That just means we were meant for each other, we'll have cuter babies than you or we are just all around better. Either way, we have a good thing going here. Dating didn't always seem to be that way but once we figured out how to deal with each other, we got this on lock down.

Don't get me wrong, we're not perfect. We're just really close. We have those things that cause the other to shoot little glances or even straight up "are-you-kidding-me" stares. I may know how to crunch a chip or a bowl of cereal pretty loudly. However, to clarify, I'm not chewing it with my mouth wide open all breathy, slurping the milk and spilling some down the front of me. Wife just apparently has super-human hearing......only when I eat. So I tell her to hear stuff like a normal person and we agree to disagree. Although, apparently I was crunching some chips loudly while we were visiting her family and her mom flipped out and yelled at Lydia (younger sister) to stop. Oops! Still, I bet the eat-hearing thing just runs in the family. Wife, on the other hand, likes to destroy our bedding every time we sleep. I like to be neat so we some-what make the bed before we lie down for the night. Then morning rolls around and I apparently missed an intense fight in the middle of the night because the bed is in shambles. On her side, the fitted sheet is torn off the edges, the loose sheet is on the floor (which makes me mad because I was looking for it at like 3:30) and the comforter is heaped in a ball at my feet...not keeping me warm. She claims I heat the bed to 1,000° and she has to kick the covers off. I think she is lying. 1,000° would set the house on fire. So then she makes an absurd remark about the bed is more comfortable that way. False. Nothing about surrounding yourself with a mess and chaos is comfy. So I tell her stop practicing the backstroke while in bed and we, again, agree to disagree.

So if you haven't already done the math, we are almost 3 year into this crazy trip called marriage and we are basically pros and have it all figured out. Like I said, we got this on lock down but this whole marriage thing isn't so easy. We struggle just like anyone else does just a little less because remember? We are pros. However, I don't think I will ever compare myself to my parents because, based off of the stories, being newly wed in 2014 is a lot easier than in 1975. But we struggle, get through it and still, thanks to my sugar-momma wife, enjoy some nice things. Some nice things. Other couples here in Provo are a little different. They have to have everything right now! Why do so many young married couples try so hard to get so much nice stuff right away?! If you can afford it and have worked for it then this doesn't apply to you. To everyone else, you don't deserve anything nice yet because you haven't done anything to earn it. Sorry but existing doesn't earn you a nice apartment and car. Your mom and dad didn't just jump into the nice stuff they have right away and neither will you. So deal with crap for now because that is what you have earned. You want more? Then work harder and be patient. All I am saying is that there are some train wrecks down here and I am glad Wife and I aren't one of them. We are proud that we were raised and taught that hard work gets you what you want, not Jeeves with a towel thrown over his bent arm. I am glad that we have great examples of marriage to look to. It helps us a lot. We observe, make some changes to fit our marriage and live a good life. That is how it should be.

So I guess the moral of the story is we are a cute couple, we are already pros at this marriage stuff (call us for any advice), we love each other a lot (we are so good at snuggling that I think we can make money off of it) and we're going places so try to keep up because we are moving fast (because we don't have the extra baggage called "kids"....which is awesome). <--longest run-on sentence...

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