Thursday, April 26, 2012

3 more reasons not to divorce

I was able to think of 3 more reasons why I don't want to wreck my marriage:

1. Dependency--

It sucks, but as a stay-at-home mom I am completely dependent on my husband for my livelihood.  Last year I made about $350 for my freelance writing, so that certainly isn't enough to keep me and 3 kids afloat.  If D up and abandoned me, I would most certainly make his life and checkbook miserable but there is no getting around that every financial statistic I've ever read notes what a bum deal divorce is to wealth over the long-term.

2. An Older Body--

When D and I hooked up, I was 21.  While I don't think I was as physically strong as I am now that I've been working with a trainer for two years, I was also 17 years younger.  My abdomen hadn't been stretched to TimbukTu 3 times, nor had my breasts nursed babies for 4+ years.  I didn't have skin tags all over the place.  My gums hadn't started receding.

D and I have been seeing each other naked for a long time, so there is none of that embarrassment, the shyness that comes with a new lover.  If D and I split, I can only assume that neither of us would abstain from sex for the rest of our lives, which means both of us would be having to show off our sorry, aged asses to others.  The guys I would likely hook up with would also be in their 40s or 50s.  The gals he would hook up with would likely have a lot more junk in their trunk than me.....if I'm just going by the general population I see in these parts.  On a purely surface level, we're better off sticking with the naked bodies we've been looking at for almost 20 years.

3. My children and whomever's children--

Since D and I would likely hook up with others, the chances are pretty good that the others would also have children.  I have enough trouble being able to tolerate my own children that I think it would be a great STRETCH to attempt to tolerate children I didn't deliver.  As much mess as there is in "intact" families, step-families bring with them all kinds of mess that I can't even begin to wrap my head around.

Clearly I need a new scrapbook or painting project to work on.  My cerebral cortex is getting a workout thinking about this kinds of junk.

1 comment:

Keri said...

#2 made me laugh out loud. So much truth there.

#3 -- you said it. I can't imagine the stress and hard work involved in meshing two families into one. I've seen it done successfully, but not without a ton of blood, sweat and tears.