wishin' and hopin'
May. 7th, 2004 12:12 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
verbicideSo it took Rob a month of No Willi to propose. Perhaps irrationally I want to smack him upside the head. They've lived together for fucking eight years. What the hell was he thinking?
She moved out. She bought fucking furniture. Silverware. Waste baskets. She started her life over again. And now after facing his hollow apartment night after night he wakes up.
Wtf, mate.
She's confused. Unsure. No fucking shit!!
I was talking about this to Judy when Willi first told me she moved out. Judy asked if I thought Rob would instantly propose. I said I didn't think so, but that I didn't know if she'd be willing to marry him at that point. Judy seemed surprised. I said that I didn't think I would, either. Is there any point to marrying someone who is only doing so because you've pitched a fit? Isn't marriage hard enough without starting it off under fire.
I know she's considering it. I hope she does what's best for her. I hope that if they do get married, that Rob realizes how fucking lucky he is to have her. And gets over whatever infantile issues he has about marriage.
I think it's fine if people choose not to marry, don't get me wrong. I don't think marriage is the end-all, be-all of the universe. There are many fine couples that choose to not marry and that's more than ok, obviously. But if your partner desperately needs to get married, what the fuck is the big deal? If you want to spend the rest of your life with them (as is the case with Rob), then why not give them the damn piece of paper that they need?
Personally I'm not in a rush to marry. My familial hell aside, it just seems like a whatever thing. No girlish daydreams of my wedding day. I'd do it in City Fucking Hall if I could get away with it. Elope and spend the money on travel. And only if important to my partner. Though as I get older and more practical, I have to say tax benefits and legal issues are more apparent to me. So marriage is less a sentimental endeavor and more of a legal annoyance.
Poor Willi. What a freaking nightmare. Does she agree to marry the guy she loves? How much does it suck for that to be a difficult question.
I imagine she will say yes. And I can't blame her. They have 10 years of togetherness. They get along. Hopefully marriage won't fuck that up. And maybe it's crazy to date someone you know has fundamentally different beliefs about life than you do. But it's hard to resist the cruelest of human emotions-- desire.
She moved out. She bought fucking furniture. Silverware. Waste baskets. She started her life over again. And now after facing his hollow apartment night after night he wakes up.
Wtf, mate.
She's confused. Unsure. No fucking shit!!
I was talking about this to Judy when Willi first told me she moved out. Judy asked if I thought Rob would instantly propose. I said I didn't think so, but that I didn't know if she'd be willing to marry him at that point. Judy seemed surprised. I said that I didn't think I would, either. Is there any point to marrying someone who is only doing so because you've pitched a fit? Isn't marriage hard enough without starting it off under fire.
I know she's considering it. I hope she does what's best for her. I hope that if they do get married, that Rob realizes how fucking lucky he is to have her. And gets over whatever infantile issues he has about marriage.
I think it's fine if people choose not to marry, don't get me wrong. I don't think marriage is the end-all, be-all of the universe. There are many fine couples that choose to not marry and that's more than ok, obviously. But if your partner desperately needs to get married, what the fuck is the big deal? If you want to spend the rest of your life with them (as is the case with Rob), then why not give them the damn piece of paper that they need?
Personally I'm not in a rush to marry. My familial hell aside, it just seems like a whatever thing. No girlish daydreams of my wedding day. I'd do it in City Fucking Hall if I could get away with it. Elope and spend the money on travel. And only if important to my partner. Though as I get older and more practical, I have to say tax benefits and legal issues are more apparent to me. So marriage is less a sentimental endeavor and more of a legal annoyance.
Poor Willi. What a freaking nightmare. Does she agree to marry the guy she loves? How much does it suck for that to be a difficult question.
I imagine she will say yes. And I can't blame her. They have 10 years of togetherness. They get along. Hopefully marriage won't fuck that up. And maybe it's crazy to date someone you know has fundamentally different beliefs about life than you do. But it's hard to resist the cruelest of human emotions-- desire.
