If You’re Married, You’re Doing it Wrong

Last night I got home from work and laid in bed for a minute before spontaneously falling asleep for an hour and a half. I woke up to a phone call from the other half of this blog wondering if we could get some people together at my place for a game night. Soon there was a handful of choice people in my apartment taking whisky shots, playing the really offensive version of apples to apples someone made us and just degenerating into truth or drink and people eventually leaving to go to a dance party at a local bar.

This is what I don’t understand. Obviously, this is incredibly fun yet this is the thing you stop doing immediately after getting married. I’m not sure if each half of the couple goads the other into staying in or they don’t go out because only 1/2 of the couple could drink and drive home or if they’d feel uncomfortable not having anything interesting to contribute to truth or drink- for whatever reason its a matter of fact that by and large this is not something married people participate in. Maybe it’s easier if you’re a dude and you can call it poker night?

Here’s the deal- love is great and I hope I’m lucky enough to find someone caring and interesting that I want to be in a relationship with forever and have kids and dogs and a mortgage (ugh) but I want to enter into that with all the years of figuring myself out and having a fulfilling life on my own under my belt. I know so many people who are married in their younger 20s and their lives are so much more “real” than mine. We may both work 9-5 but they are going home to watch American Idol with their husband, not cuddling + blogging with their best friend five nights a week.

I’m not sure why there’s this huge interestingness gap between my single and married friends. It’s kind of pointless to argue about why because it’s de facto true. We all know it. Knowing that- what’s the rush? Leave that shit in your 30′s when all your running around has gotten old.