That Was Then, This Is Now

The things you initially love about your signifiant other will inevitably become the things you loathe about him. It's not a self-fulfilling prophecy. It's the God's honest truth. Just ask my mother -- she's always right. After all, she did predict the demise of Brit Brit and K-Fed. Not that we all couldn't have done the same.

Regardless, truer words have never been spoken.

I did some inventory last night while J-Fed was hanging out in the garage, smoking cigarettes and studying the tires on his race car. I happened to have some down time in between feeding the baby, cooking a well-balanced meal, doing the dishes, giving our oldest daughter a bath, bathing myself, taking out the dogs, buying Christmas baskets for his company and putting the children to bed.

Anyways, here's what I came up with during a spare moment...

Then: I loved that he was from a big family
Now: I despise most of his relatives

Then: I loved how free-spirited he was
Now: I hate how irresponsible he can be

Then: I loved that he can tell the difference betweem an expensive purse & a knock off
Now: I hate that he can spot when I've splurged on an expensive purse

Then: I loved that he didn't care about appearances
Now: I hate that he doesn't really care about his appearance

Then: I loved that he loved my cooking
Now: I hate that he loves me to cook

Then: I loved that he didn't look at other women
Now: I hate that he never looks at other women

Then: I loved that he bought me expensive gifts
Now: I hate that he's so careless with his money

Then: I loved what a great conversationalist he was
Now: I hate that he never shuts up

Nothing like a little checks and balances to really give you something to stew on...