In sickness and in health, for better or worse, for richer or poorer... Through any and everything right? WRONG!
I will not, I simply refuse to deal with certain things. And that is why I will not marry myself - independent of my valid hestitations to commitment. Now - I am totally ready and willing to commit to a mate. That special someone to rub my scalp when I'm tired, mess up my favorite shirt by doing laundry when I'm sick and expect me to be superwoman all the time; him... I'm ready for. Me...ehhh - not so much.
Why you ask?
Because sickness is only okay when you don't have to feel it. After a few days of unknown illness causing painful convulsions, cramps and cries I'm skinnier but it totally was not worth it.
Fat is only okay when it doesn't jiggle without command. My side stomachs are only sexy to me. He (whoever he is) will love them but really he won't notice them short of my other attributes.
Lazy is only okay on rainy saturdays when the house is clean. And apparently I haven't cleaned it, the maid didn't come and we are in a drought. Not to mention that I don't recall a saturday rain since August.
I promise to workout in mild sickness and health, only for better unless worse is something bad, I will hire a trainer when I'm richer and eat less if poorer - or until I feel like death. Then all bets are off.
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