Bad Wife Writes's blog

There is a reason I wanted to get married in my twenties.

It's probably the only time you are clueless enough to jump into the huge pond of love, men and maybe even marriage. If you don't do it when you are young, when are you really going to do it? After you've lived your life long enough to know who you truly are? Oh yeh - right! So you know who you are, what you like, what you don't like - and you are going to just open the door for any person to walk right on it, change it all up and make compromises around it? Hmmm...

If you are past the stage of if it walks, talks, has a package, smells and looks good then it's yours - then there is no way you are going to fall in love with just anything. Then you get to the bigger things in life like what type of career he has, if he's good with children or will massage your feet at the end of the day. Even if he does all that, will you ever really be satisfied? No - because he will still have some major imperfections. So the catch 22 is that you gotta be in love to be blind to all of this walking love tank's imperfections and so when do you make that choice to take the plunge, to fall in love? Before or after you've examined his bank statement and checked his criminal record?