She hasn’t confessed anything about any sex before marriage to this date in spite of my insistence.
He’s done better than me and, if my portfolio had grown by 24% I’d have made…..oh, I can’t even bare to calculate it.
So, as I say, in the face of this imminent financial catastrophe that, in my head, is coming, I have to laugh.
I must have been twitchy as an investor at that time too, hedging my shares against the lure of the precious metal.
While I know I’m not comparing apples with apples, it doesn’t seem to help.
The comments from the public following that article run the gambit of good advice to bad advice, but one of the latest comments (which continue to be written by men and women who are just stumbling upon his post) showed again how fragile a man’s psyche is when the person he loves doesn’t realize the damage that can be done by refusing sex (I took the liberty of fixing some typos): As someone who didn’t have sex during the pregnancy, and still haven’t almost a year since the birth of our son now.
I would say the best thing for a neglected husband to do is either, get a mistress, get a divorce or put it to your wife plainly that you need attention as you can’t go on like this.
There doesn’t seem to be much alternative than to keep reading the tea leaves as best I can, taking an interest in the financial pages (and blogs of course) and tell myself that, whatever happens, “I’m in it for the long term”.
I know, “in the long term” that we’re all dead, but I think I’m happy with that because, coincidentally, that will be the day it seems I will stop worrying about my financial performance.
When it doesn’t occur, or occurs only enough to keep the marital hounds at bay, it haunts us and becomes a depressing focal point for a depressing life.