So I've been thinking about posting something for a while now. I told Sherrie that it is for girls, and it usually is. I don't see many of my married friends posting, but oh well. I just can't understand how I ended up with her. She's beautiful, always smiling, waits on me hand and foot, always goes shopping to get ME stuff, cooks, cleans, sings, and NEVER complains. I don't know if she doesn't complain because I told her when we were dating that I wouldn't put up with it, but I'm stuck with her now, and she still won't complain. She's practically 9 months pregnant, can't sleep, upset stomach all the time, back hurts, pinched nerve in the shoulder, belly hurts, feet hurt, I could go on, and yet she still asks me everyday what I want her to cook for dinner. The number of massages she gives me in a week compared to the number I give her is about 17 to 1. That's not a misprint, and she's 9 months prego!! I don't have to deal with the stress, pregnant body pains, work, cooking, cleaning, making sure the baby's room is ready, having a cervix that won't dilate, pregnancy weight, or anything else. All I do is stare into a microscope all day. And she still treats me like a king and thinks I need the attention. Why me? I was a jerk to most girls I dated, make sexist comments all the time (some heartfelt, some sarcastic) yet I still ended up with a wife with zero flaws. She's practically perfect in every way! I've asked myself why many many times. I came up with 3 possible answers.
#1- She did something horrible before she came to earth and is making up for it.
#2- I was horrible before I came to earth and the Lord knew that the only way I would ever have a snowball's chance in hell of making it through this life would be with the perfect wife.
#3- (This answer is doctrinally sound, but anyone who knows me knows it is a long shot at best) Maybe I was a good guy before I came to earth and somehow pre-qualified for the perfect wife.
I'm going with #2 but why does she have to put up with me? Where is her agency? Or maybe the Lord slipped her a big wad of pre-earth cash if she'd take me. Either way, I don't deserve her. She never mopes or complains, and is never ever moody. I don't know how some guys put up with their wives, but I still think I could tolerate a little moodiness. Heck I made it through living with my 3 sisters didn't I? (stay tuned for all 3 rebuttles to that comment)
Anyway, this is for Sherrie. I could have searched the world over 2 or 3 more times, and still made the same decision. And to top that off, she'll be an even better mother. How did I get so lucky?