Life is hard – marriage is what makes it easier

Posted on April 6, 2009 by feministhousewife

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People are always saying marriage is hard. Marriage takes work. Marriage isn’t easy. There are countless self-help books and episodes of daytime talk shows dedicated to this general idea. But if you are married to the right person, I just don’t think it’s true.

Sure, The Accountant and I have only been married for about a year and a half, but we’ve been together five and a half years and have lived together for the past four. Over this time, our relationship has been the easy part. As long as we remember to communicate and be considerate of one another (could it get anymore basic?), marriage isn’t hard – it’s what makes everything else easier.

During my month of unemployment, my wife was my support in every way. On the days that I doubted myself and worried about the future, she was my reassurance. Now that we are getting back on track, we are seeing some big things in our future creep nearer (namely the baby-making and home-buying), and it is the knowledge that we approach these goals as a team that makes them seen attainable. We know that whatever we face, we face it together. What’s better than that?

I found myself thinking about this yesterday, as a great weekend spent together came to an end. The Accountant and I ran errands, explored potential neighborhoods for our first house, went out to dinner, had some great long and detailed chats about the baby-making and house-buying, and spent all day Sunday cooking and cleaning together. My wheels started turning about the “marriage is hard” business.

Recently, for what seems like the millionth time in our relationship, our life changed. This time, it was my new work schedule, and that was hard. But together, we’ve made it easier. The Accountant knows I can’t possibly accomplish all of the housekeeping tasks I used to take care of on weeknights now that I have about half the amount of time to do them. Conversely, I know The Accountant, who gets home later than I do (and I would argue works twice as hard) can’t get all of this stuff done either. And we both know that we can’t afford to just let these things slip by the wayside – otherwise we’d be going broke ordering take-out every night, not to mention losing our minds climbing over piles of dirty laundry to get in and out of our bedroom. So we figured out a new approach together, and are now doing more laundry together on the weekend and cooking on Sunday for the coming week. In the grand scheme of life, this is a small change, but it’s just another instance on a long list of times that our love and care for each other, our marriage, has made a difficult situation easier.

Over the past five and a half years, we have dealt with job changes (good and bad) for both of us, relocated across several hundred miles, spent two years living in a shitty apartment, each coped with homesickness at different times as we searched for our real “home,” planned and paid for our wedding and honeymoon, worked hard to pay off a lot of debt, bought two cars (both with short notice when we just suddenly needed them), lost and gained friends, watched loved ones pass away, handled family drama, and faced some big disappointments – all of that was hard.

But marriage? Spending every day with the woman I love?  And maybe just remembering once in a while to cut her some slack for leaving her socks on the floor? Piece of cake.