I’m not going to work today, and neither is the beautiful Snapdragon. We’re celebrating our fifth wedding anniversary and once the surprise that we’ve been together for so long is over, we’re going to have a great day together. Five years… 1825 days. I can proudly tell you, dear reader, that in all these years I have never once thought of divorce. In any case, no more than three or four times. That’s only a fraction of the number of times I’ve thought about murder. It sounds awful, I know, but it’s normal. We have a turbulent…
I’m not going to work today, and neither is the beautiful Snapdragon.
We’re celebrating our fifth wedding anniversary and once the surprise that we’ve been together for so long is over, we’re going to have a great day together.
Five years… 1825 days. I can proudly tell you, dear reader, that in all these years I have never once thought of divorce. In any case, no more than three or four times. That’s only a fraction of the number of times I’ve thought about murder. It sounds awful, I know, but it’s normal.
We have a turbulent marriage, but I love that crazy know-it-all. I can’t say I never fell in love with her. In a good week I can fall in love with her four times before the weekend. But I can fall in love with her dozens of times more. I love her huge feet and the way she stamps her foot when she’s mad at me. I like the way she rolls her eyes when she’s annoyed and her sighs when she doesn’t agree with me.
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There is nothing on Earth that I enjoy more than her total lack of patience and her inability to understand that others may see things differently. Living with that beautiful woman is a huge challenge, but a life without her will be empty and meaningless. Today I take her to a posh mall and hide my tears as I pull out my battered debit card at the stores.
Tonight I will dress up and take her to a romantic restaurant and make no comments about her vegetarianism. (As for me, veggies aren’t food — food eats veggies.) Later, when we eat dessert, I’ll even tell her I love her.
Personally, I don’t think it’s necessary – I told her I love her when I married her five years ago and I see no reason to repeat myself. After all, I haven’t changed my mind.
Well, not often. And tonight, as I lie in bed next to this beautiful, snoring angel, I count my blessings. There are many – I am an extremely privileged man.
But just before I fall asleep, I admit to myself that this woman is the best thing that could ever happen to me. And I’ll try to be thankful for the rest of the year.