Acceptance (kind of)

I am now well established in my 11th year of marriage. Over the past 70 months I've changed my mind a lot. It turns out there is a staggering amount you don't know when you're single, and inexplicably a larger amount you're wrong about that you only find out once you're married.

One post-nuptial opinion adjustment was what was best about being exclusive until termination. I won't enlighten you to my previous, not family rated but definitely family growing idea. I will divulge my updated mindset; it is acceptance.

It turns out successful marriage isn't driving each other to be who you think they could become, it's realizing that love can wear sweats and sweat. See acceptance goes both ways, she COULD expect you to keep washboard abs, or she COULD love you with your large capacity Maytag gut. And once you introduce small shouting humans to the mix it's best to keep the pressure in the household low.

Yet you do change each other in small ways, you just do it without intending to. Like how I am subverting my wife into a geek.

The other week I was sick with the flu. I lost a week where I remember about 3 things, coughing, fever and Megaman. See I could not manage the mental capacity for the difficulty of Civilization, so I loaded up an old Nintendo emulator and played some fun retro gaming.

Once recovered I continued in my nostalgia and set up Super Mario Brothers for my wife. She played about 3 computer games in her life, and this was one of them. Having it around again she began to play, then yell at her computer.

So in a twist of fate my wife is becoming a gamer. I'm a ways off from having her write Hello World, but having her rant about flying turtles and mushrooms is nice all the same. It makes up for how excited I get when the Pampered Chef catalog comes.