So often at work I'm reminded of how blessed and lucky I am, having found Wolfy and being able to settle down with him.
I work with a lot of younger adults (I'm still young, I get that, but I'm talking 19-22. Wondering how the hell they're out here already). People who married incredibly young, like 18 (And I thought 22 was early). Who... I dont believe were mature enough for such things yet.
These girls complain all the time about the struggles their marriages have, and it's so hard for me to relate, to truly understand.
Their husbands are easily swayed by other people telling them they're not mature enough to care for their wives, that they should just let them go, and they believe that. My husband would laugh in their face and ignore those foolish notions, or if for some reason he believed that, he would try to talk to me about it to fix things. Not giving up.
They have to beg and whine for their husbands to do anything around the house. I just have to say, "We need to do this today," and I have a willing partner to help motivate and get things done.
They're always whining because he does nothing but play video games or he never wants to be home with then because he wants to go out with the guys, constantly, so they haven't been together in ages. My love happily prefers watching me play most times, would put the game down if I asked him to, and prefers doing things with me than without me. Even if he wanted to go out like that, I would be asked instead of told, to make sure I was okay with it.
They find hidden messages on phones and signs of misplaced trust. Nothing is hidden from me.
They help their husbands and their work is unnoticed. If I do something that makes his life easier, I'm thanked immensely compared to the size of the task.
They struggle to understand why their partner is the way he is and dont put forth much effort. I started reading up on what drives my husband and discovers myself in the process. Now we are happier than ever.
Some of our success might have something to do with the lifestyle. In a D/s situation you don't have much of the common struggles. But, I dont think it's his submission alone that makes him a great man. It's just... everything about him. Including his flaws.
So, while I cant join into the discussions with my coworkers about the annoyances of marriage... I'm quite happy to be on the outside of that discussion. Makes me feel good that I dont have much of anything to complain about.
Just some random, nyquil-drunk musings of a sick fox who is feeling quite in love and pleased right now Haha. This might not make total sense but screw it I'm posting it.
