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Does it bother anyone else that Cathy (of the comic strip) married her on-again off-again boyfriend Irving without living with him first? (No, I have not lost my grip on reality. I know it’s just a comic strip. But is not art a reflection of life?)
Seriously, who does that anymore? Do you really want to learn that your beloved throws your extra-thirsty Egyptian cotton pink monogrammed towels in a wet heap on the bathroom floor after you’ve tied the knot? Should a guy first learn that his partner spends 90 minutes in front of the mirror and still comes away complaining that she feels rushed, every single morning, when it’s too late to say “never mind?”
If you believe (and I do) that marriage should last forever, doesn’t it behoove you to extract informed consent from your significant other before you sign the papers? Full disclosure. It should be required.
Back to Cathy. Not only did they not share an abode, they didn’t even work out their post-wedding living arrangements beforehand! They came home from their honeymoon and THEN started negotiating who would move into what house, and where the furniture would go. Boy is THAT honeymoon ever over.
Furthermore, Cathy moved into HIS house. Speak up, Xanga women… have you ever seen a bachelor’s house that you would consider moving into? When I met Technogeek he lived in a house that has probably since been condemned. It wasn’t his fault. OK, yes, it was.
How many times over the years did Cathy and Irving break up? He’s unreliable, girlfriend. How do you know you can both stick it out for the long haul without a test run?
I predict a rocky road for that couple. My motto: Strengthen marriage—live in sin first.