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dragonlady7via http://ift.tt/1QgwVMA:
elfstaranymore:
tunasammich:
I always see those articles by married people about love advice and think I should totally write one since I’ve been in a relationship for 17 years, but then something happens like my husband farts and I pretend to fall out of my chair and gasp on the floor dying and ask the cats to avenge me, and I realize people who enjoy articles with saccharine overtures about falling in love over and over again don’t want to read what I have to say
This is why you guys were my role models for what a marriage should be like
I feel like there should be more relationship-advice books like that though. Like, I’ve been with my dude about 15 (?) years now and we just did our Christmas shopping by sitting next to one another on our individual laptops and me saying, “what style of slippers did you want, it’s 10M right, you want the light or dark brown?” and him saying, “a couple months ago you went on and on about this really expensive esoteric thing you wanted, did you still want it and in what size?” and then I said “i bought your mom some socks” and he was like “you’re the best” and then he went and did the dishes and it was fucking bliss.
I mean. We’re not married. But. Only because our state doesn’t recognize common-law marriages.
elfstaranymore:
tunasammich:
I always see those articles by married people about love advice and think I should totally write one since I’ve been in a relationship for 17 years, but then something happens like my husband farts and I pretend to fall out of my chair and gasp on the floor dying and ask the cats to avenge me, and I realize people who enjoy articles with saccharine overtures about falling in love over and over again don’t want to read what I have to say
This is why you guys were my role models for what a marriage should be like
I feel like there should be more relationship-advice books like that though. Like, I’ve been with my dude about 15 (?) years now and we just did our Christmas shopping by sitting next to one another on our individual laptops and me saying, “what style of slippers did you want, it’s 10M right, you want the light or dark brown?” and him saying, “a couple months ago you went on and on about this really expensive esoteric thing you wanted, did you still want it and in what size?” and then I said “i bought your mom some socks” and he was like “you’re the best” and then he went and did the dishes and it was fucking bliss.
I mean. We’re not married. But. Only because our state doesn’t recognize common-law marriages.
