Sometimes I forgetSometimes the pro's and cons of marriage get all tangled up in my mind with the benefits of my singledom.
Not having to answer to anyone, tell them where I'm going or when I'll be back, not having to explain why I blogged all day, or didn't get their shirts cleaned. Not having to go to bed at a certain time or get up at a certain time. Not getting bitched out for petty things.
But then there's the flipside, no one to come home to, kiss hello or goodbye, no one to know if you've been gone too long and might be dead, no one to snuggle with at night...a cold and empty bed and lonliness in an empty home. Someone to stare at and wonder why they want to be with you, someone to sit with and watch tv, someone to motivate me to cook decent meals, or curtail my spending habits. And someone to do stuff with that is fun.
I wonder about all of this and think I probably don't want to grow old alone. I wonder if the third time is the charm? I really like the B-man, he is snuggly yet manly, he smells good, feels good and makes me laugh. I wouldn't mind coming home to him everyday, and I wonder if he feels the same about me.....