Friday, 22 November 2013
Perfunctory, Preliminary Non-sense: I love my husband...I mostly love my husband.
The "mostly love my husband" bit doesn't apply to sex. That is an always deal with us, although lately, it's been a never deal with us, but that is a story for another time and as Atharva will definitely beg the case, another place.
You see, I think married people, married women? We should all talk to each-other and that's what I'm going to do. I don't have the intellectual know-how, the talent or the patience to write a book. And, frankly, I'm a wuss! I mean, man?! I've seen friends and colleagues try to publish and it is a bitch and a half out there with that stuff...it's too much work, and I'm lazy and I like my wine and this blog's for the most days that I don't like my husband.
See? No pressure there! I can ramble, I do ramble, I'm doing it right now, and there should've been a semi-colon there, but I didn't put it there! Because (I started the sentence with a because) that is the point of a blogggguh! Well...this blog. And, Atharva irritates me and his stupidly happy, always connected family irritate me! And, I can't talk to anyone about it, save a few of my friends and the huge vacuum that is the internet. I'm talking at, hopefully if you guys write back, then to, the internet. You see, my family? We have a long standing tradition of showing up for one another, but hating everyone's guts through it all, and we like wine.
Anyway, long story short, watch this space for more on Atharva and I.
Oh, also, if you didn't gather it from all of that? Atharva is my very devoted husband.
P.S. - Send your questions, comments, husband/wife stories and we'll compare war-wounds, I fell chatty! I haven't foggiest why I used that word. I promise you, I don't say stuff like "chatty" and then grin creepily...well, I do grin creepily, but 'm not doing it right now.
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