RE: Married couples: what do you do in the evenings?
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Originally Posted by kayanne
Just curious....particularly about older people or people who have been married a long time....how do you spend your time together in the evenings after work? I don't mean special occasions or on weekends, just your typical Mon-Fri evenings. Do you watch a lot of tv together? (my husband rarely watches tv although I would love it we enjoyed some great shows together and could discuss them). Are there fun table or card games for two that you play? Do you have in-depth conversations? (We used to, but not so much anymore. It's like we've already covered every topic imaginable).
"Putting as much distance as humanly possible between me and others" is a possible answer.
Pretty sure it goes like the following for many (most?) couples, given sufficient time cohabitating:
The wife stares angrily at her husband of 30 years, wondering how she ever screwed up so badly marrying that lazy bum. She's pretty upset about the social pressure to "get married", from her mother and friends, and would give anything to know then what she knows now. What was her mother thinking??
The husband sits in his lounge, making himself small as possible and praying the drone of TV will drown out her voice. Most of the time, he wonders how he ever screwed up so bad. What the hell was his father thinking?? There is no enlightenment, little simpatico, and certainly no independence and manifest destiny that all men yearn for to be found here. Only the slow wearing down of his willpower.
My aunt didn't really want to "celebrate" her 50 year(!) anniversary with my Uncle Joe, back c. 1995. She was nothing but angry and P.O'd at a life wasted putting up with that misogynist, a man straight out of the 19th Century, and bearing his sons (my cousins). And as for him, I had the distinct impression he was mildly relieved when she dropped dead while taking a nap just a few years later.
To me, a 21st Century Western man, the concept of marriage is an obsolete disaster. I'd sooner play Left Tackle for the Seahawks with no helmet vs. the entire Raiders offensive line than be married for so much as five minutes. Ever. I'd be ready to put a pistol in my mouth end of Day 1.
I wake up with a bounce in my step just about every morning, life's just that good as a party of 1 on my time, my schedule, when I'm not working. I question why others do not have constructive, fulfilling activities and achievements on your own, of your own making, without leaning on some crutch all the time? How on earth do any of you awaken the next morning, roll over and look at *that*, and not pray for an earthquake or atomic war to break the monotony?
Men: run. Far, and fast.
