It's 9 pm on a Saturday night. There's a crapload of clean laundry that is just waiting to be folded. The kitchen is clean and smells like Fabuloso. There's three candles burning in separate rooms in the house because one of our cats decided to poop on the carpet right next to the litter box, her way of saying that she is the boss and she can do this shit whenever she feel like it and there is not much we can do about it. After spending all day cleaning the house, doing yard work, and hanging out with some family and friends, we're really just trying to chill on the couch and not do shit. My wife and I are sitting on the couch watching Forensic Files while my son is playing with a receipt that he found on the ground in the middle of his 1,000 toys that he'd rather not play with. This is a glimpse of the married life.
This isn't exactly how I envisioned my Saturday nights at the age 26 would be. But in an incredible way, I know this is the ONLY place I want to be on this particular night. My mind doesn't have much on it besides wondering why this guy in Omaha, Nebraska decided to randomly go into this old lady's house and murder her in cold blood, and then be stupid enough to have himself a glass of soda and leave the evidence. Now I'm not saying that I wish the guy would've been smarter about how he went about things, I'm just saying that if you're going to be a criminal and a murderer, don't be stupid enough to leave the evidence. But anyway, I know that the only person who could really understand where I'm coming from on that topic is my wife.
There is this indescribable wavelength that my wife and I are on together pretty much all of the time. I mean of course we have our differences, but at the end of the day it always seems as if we know what each other really wants to be doing. For example, (and I'm sorry to any family who is reading this but I gotta be honest about this shit and open because it's fucking hilarious and also awesome) that same night we found some time to have sex when our son finally fell asleep after what had felt like Mission Impossible 3 to get him to go down. After we both had cleaned ourselves up and got ready for bed, I asked her "You know what I need right now?" and she instantly grew a huge smile on her face and said, "McDonalds?!" and you bet your ass that is exactly what the fuck I needed right then.
Now this may not sound like what most people would consider a sign of love or togetherness or whatever you want to call it. But it is exactly what WE describe as being on this weird level that only each other can understand fully. Love is whatever you want it to be. It's not a race, a battle, or an achievement. It's like... how do I put this in words... It's like when you were in high school and you asked someone for a piece of gum, and the other person would be chewing a piece right in front of your face and be like "Awe sorry man, this is my last piece." knowing damn well they have a whole pack in their backpack. You need to find that person that you are not only willing to share your gum with, but you will go to Costco and buy them the year's supply of Extra gum and tell her that "The name of the brand is how you been acting, but idgaf I still love you so take this for your stanky ass breath."
I could go on forever about weird shit in my relationship that gets me hyped. Like when she gets mad at me for leaving my dirty clothes on the floor. Or when she asks me a million times "What's wrong?" just to irritate me because she knows its annoying. Or when she is like "HAAA Lebron lost the Finals again! Are you gonna cry? You're mad huh? You're hella mad huh?" and I have to tell her that we're Sixers fans, and we only cry when the lottery ping pong balls don't bounce our way. These all may sound like annoyances to you, but they're the little things that remind me that she will always be there no matter what. And although she is very annoying, I wouldn't trade what we have for anything in the world. So I encourage you to find that happiness you're looking for. Because at the end of this life we need to look back on all the right decisions we made, and know that we had someone there for us for all the wrong decisions we made.
Just a man trying to make the most of his time on this planet.