If it hadn't been for this very day, six years ago:
- I would still receive post addressed to 'Miss Catherine Balls'/'Miss Catherine Bowels' - neither of which, not once in six years, have I ever missed
- The washing basket would fill up much more slowly
- I would waste less cups of tea
- There would be no-one to text when I'm really happy
- I would read more celebrity magazines and would be all the more fashionable, yet much the poorer, for it
- I wouldn't have to sit through half an hour of Call of Duty sound effects between my 7:30pm and 8:30pm doses of Coronation Street
- I would have cold feet in bed
- There would be no unopened post in our house
- I could have a poo without running the taps to muffle my trumps and splashes
- I could have the heating on, all day, all year.
- I would have to run to the garage for chocolate myself
- I would buy limitless pillows/candles/incense sticks/rooms fresheners
- There would be no-one to text when I'm really upset
- I would have a tidier garage/hallway/kitchen/bathroom/whole house
- I could pick at the hard skin on my feet until having laid a thick, crust like carpet of muesli-fied flesh kernels throughout the house
- I would know far less useless information about weapons/body language/psychology/chai tea latte
- I would mainly exist via beans on toast
- I wouldn't have a soul mate, who has taught me how to laugh, dream and love with my whole body, my whole heart and my whole soul. I would never have the chance to be here, feeling how I feel. I would never have been a whole me - cause I would have had never had you.
- And there would be no Betty Poop.
Happy Anniversary! Yeppers there are definitely some compromises that come along with living in wedded bliss. Take this one "I would buy limitless pillows/candles/incense sticks/rooms fresheners" , same goes for me/us.
ReplyDeleteIt's worth it though, isn't it?
DeleteApart from the over stuffed washing basket, obviously
Hope you're well x x