Someone said a long time ago that: “The charm is broken when you have two toothbrushes in the bathroom.”
Coexistence
Everything goes so very well that you decide to live together things. Once that happens, what used to be weekly meetings now become a daily habit and, moreover, a daily necessity. Therefore, there is less spare time for both of you.
Stay calm, but it is preferable that you turn into a woman and a mom.
Little by little, when you're about to adapt to living together, note that the last time the entire bathroom floor was wet, no bath towel fell off into the yard and the bathtub was full of hair.
Then, you begin to ask:
"What happens to this man when he enters the bathroom? Do his motor functions stop existing”. You find the empty toilet paper roll lying on the floor and fingers marked on the tiles. Also, the toilet is all dirty and so on.
Well, you think you will have to adapt, but you will only be the maid. You wake up one day and you ask him to make coffee in the new electric coffee. Surprise! Things are all mixed up in the coffee maker, so you can take him to a bar to have his morning coffee if he cannot wait.
One Sunday, while he watches TV, you go to another room to read, for example, and you suddenly hear him crying.
"What happened? Did your mom call?" - Fantasizing
"No, no”.
"Did they call from work?” - Worry
"No, no”.
"Is it your sister?” (And here you exhaust the stock of logical possibilities and in this last word lies your error.)
“Argentina! They are out of the World Cup!”
If you ever want to have children, you should clarify that matter in time and make it clear for the husband that he will not have so much spare time to do nothing, like they usually do.
A woman doesn’t have to take anybody out of her schedule and she does not have to compete for the man’s love because she has a baby coming and he is her husband.
You wake up one morning and you have the remains of a man by your side. So, you are concerned:
"What's wrong?”
"I feel really bad, almost dying. I think I have fever. This is the worst thing possible.”
The temperature is 37.1 degrees Celsius. You put the thermometer back after shaking it.
"I cannot walk," stammers the dying one.
"No. Walk, my love. The mercury rises when there is increased temperature, not when there is cowardice of moving your feet!”
Now add the little things such as toothpaste squeezed in the middle of the knob, half flying around the house, and spilled milk on the stove. And the reasons would be: "I was careless for a moment. I just turned away for one second, my love”.
You can never find what you never kept in order and the blame is always yours (until the baby comes, you are also responsible for all the chaos in the house).
The TV is a reason for litigation and serious fighting because you want to see the chubby Cosmopolitan channel to vary and improvise different sexual positions that make you feel good and that make your husband touch the G spot. On the other hand, he is hooked up with an interesting match, Indonesia versus Chechnya.
Well, you might survive with a little patience and a following wind.
Now if you're separated and your big question is whether you can get along or not, we would say that you can’t. It's so nice to be a bride. He has his house, you have yours. It is ideal. Why break that spell? There will be more clothes to wash, more food to cook, reorganizing the closet to make room, more clothes to iron and so on.
You also begin to see a washed face which does not always make your day. Your husband can barely tell if you have shaved, if you have wrinkles, if you are pale and so on, while they never shave because it seems they have no time.
You'd be surprised to see that in reality, you can break the ball much more than they already have (which is simply unbelievable). So, think well and see if the good jokes he tells are worth trying to go to live together. Hug him, kiss him and whisper in his ear:
"No, my love! We're fine like this. Coexistence is the tomb of love!” and you will both be able to remain HAPPY!
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