Twenty Eight Years!

It only seems like yesterday that I was a happily single man. Then I got married, had children and became old.

It might not have happened quite as tidily as that, and the chain of causality might not be quite as simple as depicted, but it gives the general idea.

By rights, this should have been titled Thirty Seven YearsΒ but Julia resisted my charms for the first nine years that we knew each other. I attribute this to her having poor taste in men when she was younger. She denies this, countering with opinions that I was immature, boorish and often in drink during those nine years, thus rendering myself unsuited to settling down.


I told her it was on “Portrait”

This is clearly just an excuse, as I’m still immature and boorish, but I won’t labour the point as she finally came to her senses.

There are worse ways of spending 28 years.

One of her co-workers trotted out the old chestnut of “you could have killed him and been released by now”.

I can’t say I cared for the way Julia looked at me as she repeated that…



26 thoughts on “Twenty Eight Years!

    1. quercuscommunity

      As a rule I try to discourage all thinking by Julia as it’s a short distance from thought to a list of jobs, or a list of areas where I might be improved. I wish you similar success. πŸ™‚

  1. Rini

    Aww, congrats! Your story sounds similar to mine. I was also single and happy. I resisted my current partner for 10 years until I finally agreed to go out with him. Several years later, we started dating and we are now engaged. Let’s see if we make it to the married, kids, and old part though. πŸ˜‰

      1. Laurie Graves

        I did read the next post. Hope you came clean and at least partially redeemed yourself with the new box of chocolates.

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