I don't understand, but I do.

I am actually way too busy to be messing around on the computer, let alone write a blog. However, this seems to be my new hobby of late... Let me quickly fill you in on my day:

Work
Errands
Bills
Grocery shopping
Peugeot (if this guy doesn't buy it, I'm setting it on fire)
Run-around on getting Luke tonight
Appointment with my tattoo artist (I only have Luke until 8).
More work

I'm not complaining, I'm just pointing out how ironic it is that I continue to write this.

Now, the story. I've been working all week on a friend's PC. Why? Because I'm a nerd. What of it? To protect the identity of said friend, we'll call them Pat. Yeah - nice unisex name, huh?

Pat has frequently visited to check on my progress. However, it seems to be an excuse to leave the house. Pat, who never really wants to do anything, has wanted to hang out a lot more lately. Pat's spouse has apparently been a little needy lately (according to Pat). It's also why Pat and I never end up hanging out. Good thing for Pat that I have a lot of time on my hands (except today - we covered this).

It then occurred to me that I would love to have what Pat has. It's not envy, but I would love to come home to a caring spouse! Don't get me wrong - being single isn't awful, but yes, sometimes I get lonely. It's not in the sense that I have to be with someone, but I do miss having a best friend with whom to share things. I miss talking about my day, I miss having someone think about me, I miss sharing a bed with someone, etc. I wish someone needed me from time to time. By the way, there is a difference between being a little needed and being totally abused.

I know I take this a little far by using the word, "spouse." "Significant other" would also be appropriate. I would like to lie awake each night - taking just a little longer to fall asleep because someone special was on my mind (okay, it happens now, but that's another blog); And at the same time know she fell asleep just a little easier because she knew I adored her.

My point? Be thankful, Pat! Marriage is compromise. Both parties have to conceed to the truth that it DOES takes work. However, the notion of spending the rest of your life with your best friend is absolutely beautiful!

I guess I'm glad I get to vicariously learn these lessons so I don't mess things up when I finally get my chance. Just thought I'd share...