I've been staring at the sentence for about ten minutes and I have nothing else to say. Everything I've said in previous posts about my relationship is still true. Except now we're married. I don't know what I or anyone else is expecting out of this post. Oozing love and butterflies and sugar? When I see people in marriages or relationships like that I feel both slightly superior and slightly jealous. Man, those happy tingly feelings of initial attraction are great. You are lightheaded with feelings of "love". But it's not so much "love" as the newness and excitement.
I feel superior because we're well past new romance and deeply into normalcy and into that comfortable phase. A romantic dinner at an overpriced pretencious restaurant? No. A night eating home made pizza while catching Doctor Who? Yes.
Ugh. Why does marriage have to be this grand thing? You're married. You work, you pay bills, you are attached to someone until you either die or get a divorce. Maybe that's a little dark.
You might think I'm taking a pessimistic stance on marriage, but why do I have to be a lovely dovey 'Aint love grand" stance? That's boring and unreal.
I keep hitting the wall with this post. I want to say something special about my marriage, and how wonderful and perfect it is. But that'd be a lie. I think the only perfect and wonderful marriage is that of Prince William and Kate. Don't you just love them? So cute.
I adore my husband. Except when he makes me crazy. I love his satisfied smirk and half glance at me when he gets an answer right while watching Jeopardy. (EDIT: Matt wants me to amend that sentance. He says he only does that when I answer a question right.) I like that he calls me Jenni. I like his cooking. I like the normalcy and the predictability of our routine.
I like this life we have. WeTv is launching this show "Marriage Bootcamp" Based off the promos, these women appear to be Salon Fresh, fake tanned, spoiled princesses who think marriage is about money and bling. See, there's your problem. I think the key to marriage is being average looking and nearly broke. These women all look the same. The same shade of "tanned" orange. The same long straight hair. Skinny and
Okay, so maybe I'm generalizing. Ehhhh....I can't support that statement. At least when it comes to brides who willingly go on Bridezillas. Ugh, I'd feel badly for these guys, but they put up with it so they can have a hot wife.
What was I saying? Oh yeah. I think the key to a solid marriage is possibly lowered expectations. No, hear me out on this one. If you expect your spouse to make six figures, stay slim and always be a 10, you're gonna have some problems. But if you expect good days, bad days, the flu, a stack of dishes in the sink, tiffs, bills, unconditional love, caring, mutual respect, support, good conversation and quiet nights....You have a pretty good chance at making it. What's that book about careers? Peaks and Valleys. That's life, people. You'll have days where you're slightly ahead of the game. But then you'll need to get an oil change or replace your phone and you'll be back at square one. That's life. If marriage was perfect we'd all be married and Silver and Gold anniversaries wouldn't be the big deal they are.
But I'm just past the one year mark. We don't know from difficult yet. But I think we'll make it, Matt and I.
EDIT: Matt thinks this post is a wee bit pessimistic. So he wants me to cheer it up a bit. So here's a puppy.