It's hard being married but it's a job I am willing to take on because the good times are so much better when it's with MY Dave. My Dave is sweet to me and cooks for me when I am so grumpy and tired that I don't want to do anything but sit on the couch and complain. He cleans the house even after I am so mad that I have to go to work when he doesn't have to and I throw a temper tantrum because of it. (I seriously am jealous when he gets to stay home and I have to work especially because I work the weekends and he never has to now) He says I love you even when I am playing the "Don't talk to Dave because he said something that irritated me so I'll show him by not speaking to him." In other words he's a better man then I give him credit for and I am a bit of an immature, self centered, know-it-all brat. No matter what days of the week it is or what side of the bed I wake up on I should just be thankful for every day that my husband is here with me and wanting to be with me (for reasons still unknown to me.)
Here's to marriage, we got almost 2 years down and I want to make many many more years together. Through all the bad times and through the good times. I know it's hard to always get along, but I know he makes it all worth while, and I hope I do the same for him.