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You know when you buy a pair of Levis brand new, and they are stiff and fit funny, but after about a month in rotation they morph and become just so comfortable to put on? Or they stretch out in funny places, are uncomfortable, and make your ass look weird? Let me tell you, that's a really good metaphor for changing your relationship dynamic with your spouse. Now you don't have to go whole hog like the First Lady and I did, maybe you just keep it to the bedroom, or to the chores, or to some other aspect of your shared life together. Well, in about the same time it will take you to figure out if a pair of jeans is going to be a keeper, you will know if the relationship will work. And I'm sure that having a solid relationship to start with certainly impacts the success of your transition, just like buying Levis and not some off-brand helps with the jeans (well, maybe that's stretching the comparison). Regardless, this relationship fits like a an awesome pair of Levi 560s (I have ridiculous thigh meat) that has been perfectly broken in. Today I got something done for my baby without her following up, managed to sneak a 5 minute coffee break with her at work, and had a meaningful discussion about parenting in which she reminded me she already decided the issue and that I would be reminded of that tonight on my ass or back. I'm not looking forward to it, but I'm also not resentful or trying to avoid it. I was specifically bringing up something we had settled, and we will finalize her decision tonight. She is doing what she wants to unwind after an extremely stressful workday, and is laying down watching a show, and let me rub her feet before she kicked me out for some downtime. And we have a date for 9 PM that I will write about tomorrow in which I will be serving her in the most intimate way. I like to tell her I feel the collar all the time, and visualize her with her riding crop in her hand, and like other things for which I use the power of positive thinking, this visualization is coming to fruition. In other words, her jeans fit her like a glove, too. Two peas in a very content pod.
