In all of my obscene foresight and wisdom, I'm gonna go ahead and say that the hardest thing about marriage is deciding what to listen to in the car.
As the man, I believe it's my duty to serve my wife, so I'd let her decide. But is that something I can live with? What if she's perfectly normal hot, Godly woman, except that she loves European acid techo dance beats? What if that's ALL she likes?? Who would have ever thought that being a servant leader could be THAT hard??
One of my biggest dilemmas in life is deciding whether to talk or listen to music in the car. If I had my choice, it'd be music. Except I love good conversation and car rides are very conducive to that. But then again, is there really a better place to sing your lungs out then that friendly confines of your car? In your car, you can sing as loud and as awfully as you want, no matter who is in the car. That's a beautiful thing!
I'm not sure there's much I really love more than listening and singing to music. Oh my mercy I suck at singing, but I honestly couldn't care less.
When I buy a house, I don't really care how big it is...wait, that's a lie. I would love a house big enough for lots of entertaining and guests....but I really would like a big kitchen so that I can cook and listen to music and sing without bothering everyone else.
Ya dig?
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