People frequently tell hubby and me “I want what you’ve got.”
No, we’re not wealthy. We have to juggle bills. We may live in a big house, but it belongs to my parents and it has a lot of things that need to be updated and fixed. We’re not supermodels; in fact we’re both more than a little overweight. We didn’t get our college degrees till we were in our thirties, and those were Associate’s Degrees. He’s working on his Bachelor’s. I might someday…
So what do they want? What the heck is so enviable about my life?
It’s my marriage. Our relationship. No matter how many times I feel like killing him, or I shake my head and mutter “I can’t believe I’m married to a man who does that.”; no matter how many times he heaves a heavy sigh and quietly puts up with my ridiculous mood swings, we love each other. We’re affectionate with each other, and yes, sometimes in public. We have a tweenager to embarrass after all. We’re in it for the long haul, for better or for worse et cetera. And yes, sometimes there really is “for worse”. You know those “Hard Times” you were told would happen? They do. And sometimes it’s your fault. Sometimes it’s his. Sometimes it’s just unfortunate circumstances. Either way, you’re both the ones who have to fix it or live with the consequences. You can’t make two neat and separate households that both have their individual ups and downs. You’ll probably have to share a bathroom too.
Andrew Shaffer tweeted throughout the RWA’s 2011 Rita and Golden Heart Awards Ceremony. He mentioned how it seemed every single winner was thanking their husband. After thinking about that, I tweeted back something like “I’m sure it gets old, but, can you imaging accepting such a prestigious award and not thanking your spouse?” to which he retweeted and replied “Probably not. :P”
I just spent the last two weeks playing single mom while hubby worked on the Mindsifter set with Star Trek Phase II. I did get to visit him a few times, but it wasn’t enough. All the little things he does to drive me crazy paled in comparison to how much I miss him when he’s gone.
So, yeah, I think I get it. They want what we’ve got.
I kinda like what we’ve got too.
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