Riposte

Now that the dust had settled and the haze cleared away, let's assess the damage.

I've signed away my unaccountability along with my single status. In return, I now share a lovely home and two odd but devilishly cute cats with a fellow human being. I get a victim for a lifetime of kitchen experiments and someone who'll have to bear with me as I complain endlessly about some minute issue. Sounds like a good deal.

I feel fairly confident about this partnership. It is based on a solid foundation of shared love for pjs and naps. Of complete disinterest in what the cool kids are doing. We are also compatible in our differences, mind you. Where I am incapable of handling makeup  (my attempts at smoky eyes is a funny story for later) or dressing fashionably, he lacks the ability to care for or notice such things. And where he is afflicted with a need to wake up early on weekends and charge through household chores with gusto, I am blessed with pretty thick skin and an ability to lay in bed and aimlessly stare at the ceiling for prolonged periods of time.  Yes, I believe it's a good thing. Here's to many adventures as we attempt to bridge the differences of culture and upbringing and master the art of marriage.

Let the insanity begin!



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