I'm a loser
So I've been married now for 9 years.
9 blissful years. Nothing I've ever done is perfect, but I would have to say that marrying Ann is the closest I've ever come.
She's too good for me, as shown with the following story.
Today I've been working from home, because we had a lot of snow, and the van seemed to crap out again, so I stayed home to pick up the kids from school. In the back of my mind, I knew I had several errands to run today, but due mostly to weather, I just stayed home and worked. Then I did a lot of homework tonite. As Ann and I were talking, it suddenly occured to me that tomorrow was valentine's day, you know, my anniversary, and I had completely blown it off.
I only got married on valentine's day so that there would be no chance that I would forget, and I didn't totally forget, but I forgot enough that I currently have nothing.
She totally caught in this realization too, and doesn't hate me, thus crowning her "the most tolerant wife ever"
I certainly plan on making it up to her, but wow, what a blunder.
She's clearly the best wife, friend and mother (of my children) I could have hoped for. She has been forced to agree with me in the past that my first impressions of people are remarkably spot on, and my first impression of her was no exception.
I do good once in a while, now I just need to leave and go get something expensive and shiny...
9 blissful years. Nothing I've ever done is perfect, but I would have to say that marrying Ann is the closest I've ever come.
She's too good for me, as shown with the following story.
Today I've been working from home, because we had a lot of snow, and the van seemed to crap out again, so I stayed home to pick up the kids from school. In the back of my mind, I knew I had several errands to run today, but due mostly to weather, I just stayed home and worked. Then I did a lot of homework tonite. As Ann and I were talking, it suddenly occured to me that tomorrow was valentine's day, you know, my anniversary, and I had completely blown it off.
I only got married on valentine's day so that there would be no chance that I would forget, and I didn't totally forget, but I forgot enough that I currently have nothing.
She totally caught in this realization too, and doesn't hate me, thus crowning her "the most tolerant wife ever"
I certainly plan on making it up to her, but wow, what a blunder.
She's clearly the best wife, friend and mother (of my children) I could have hoped for. She has been forced to agree with me in the past that my first impressions of people are remarkably spot on, and my first impression of her was no exception.
I do good once in a while, now I just need to leave and go get something expensive and shiny...