The Many Differences Between a Happily Married Man and Me

I just got off the phone with my best friend Bob today. He is a great guy. We chat about many things when we are on the phone. Even though he is in California and I am in New York, I can easily tell by the sound of his voice is that he is very happy. He should be happy. He has a wonderful family because he found a wonderful wife who makes him happy and he makes her happy as well.

Bob is just one example of the many of my friends who are happily married, but I have other friends who are NOT like Bob. They constantly complain about their better halves. "She is so cold." "She won't cook." "She is annoying." There are so many other complaints, but my computer has but so much memory. I can't write everything here without using up the rest of my hard drive.

I want all the married guys here who are unhappy with their mates to read this article. Let's see what you have and let's compare it to what I have or don't have. The whole purpose here is to shut your mouths.

Morning Time for a Married Man:

The married guy wakes up, looks at the person next to him and manages to squeak out a smile. Good for him. He just spent a nice night either sleeping or carrying out some activity in that bedroom that caused him to smile the next day. If not, he cuddled under the covers and actually enjoyed himself. He had pleasant thoughts which led to pleasant dreams. He may have held her tight, but he held her very close to him. He was happy all night long. That is why he woke up with a smile. He smiled because he had her.

Maurice?

I woke up without a smile on my face. Well, in all honesty, I went to bed without a smile on my face, too. I had no one to cuddle with. The only activity that happens at night for me is that I reach for this laptop and start writing these articles. I cuddle with myself. I have no pleasant thoughts and no pleasant dreams either. In the winter, I only have my blanket to keep me warm. MORNING time for Maurice is really MOURNING time for Maurice.

Breakfast Time for a Married Man:

A married couple is a team — a perfect team. They work together to make their marriage a success. If she gets up early, she will make the breakfast. Likewise, if he wakes up early, he will make the breakfast. Breakfast will come in three forms. One will either make what their partner likes, make something they would both like or ask what the other likes. And yes, the breakfast is delicious. I can almost smell the bacon. It's prepared with love and concern. Sometimes, they will take each other out for breakfast, too. It all depends. They love each other and it's all good.

Maurice?

I get whatever is left in a cereal box. Lately, I resorted to making a peanut butter and jelly sandwich for breakfast. There is no one who makes my breakfast except for me. I have no one to chat with. I see no wonderful lady smiling at me or I can smile at as well. The room is always quiet. Sometimes, I think about what my married friends are doing around their breakfast table. Me? It is the same droll activity every single day... every single day... every single day... You get the picture.

A Typical Married Man's Day:

A married man will, once in a while, bring flowers home or send some to her job. He will shop if she can't. He will clean the house to surprise her. He will even start dinner if she is not there just to show her how much he appreciates s her and what to help her.

I like to get to my appointments early. I will factor in parking and traffic and just get wherever I have to go early. As a result, I will end up sitting in my car waiting to go to my appointment. Not really a problem. As a result, I will sit in my car and just observe. I'd watch as couples go from Point A to Point B. They hold hands. They window shop. They dine together. Sometimes, they will sit on a park bench and just chat. They are just enjoying each other's company.

Maurice?

Didn't I mention that I was in the car ALONE? What did you not understand? I am ALWAYS alone. You will never see me walking down a street with a lady. Folks, if you see me sitting on a park bench and I am chatting... ALONE, get me some medical help. I am always alone. Facts are facts.

Dinner Time for a Married Man:

Like breakfast, one partner prepares the meal for the other. They can't wait to see each other. They want to share about their day. They kiss and hug each other. If children are involved, they sit with their children and go over the homework and/or watch TV together. They are so happy because they are a family—a HAPPY family.

Maurice?

Nothing is different. I am always alone. I wake up ALONE. I go through my day ALONE. I drive ALONE. I eat ALONE. I go to bed ALONE. Nothing has or will ever change. Sometimes, I pretend that I have my make-believe wife with me and I will start talking until the guys in the white jackets take me away. Finally, I can't hug or kiss anyone.

Conclusion:

This article is not really a diatribe about my loneliness. It is about married folks who complain about their significant others. STOP COMPLAINING!!! If you are unhappy, fix your situation. Change! Talk with each other. Do things together. Analyze the problem, find out what went wrong and correct it. See a professional if necessary. Just stop the complaining and do something about your situation. Think about this for a second. If you were driving your car and it got a flat tire. would you keep driving the rest of the week with that flat tire OR would you stop and change the tire or have the tire fixed? If you want to complain, look at my life. Would you want to live that way?

Ask my buddy, Bob. He is always a happy guy. I've seen the proof myself and I know why. I am so right.

What a Maurice Looks Like as He Goes Through His Typical Day