Co-worker Zach J. made an interesting comment yesterday -- when he was in a relationship, he hoped he would be a value-added boyfriend.
I honestly hadn't thought of the relationship issue that way. But of course if makes sense. Why bother doing it if your significant other doesn't add something to your life? Why should I have to tiptoe around on egg shells for the privilege of being his girlfriend?
Right now, for $300 a month, he gets two bedrooms, a family room, unlimited use of the washing machine, no utilities or phone, a yard for his trampoline, 24-hour nursing care, back rubs and sex.
I get $300 bucks, sex, get to give back rubs but don't get any, get to worry, don't have a place to put my children when they come home, don't have a family room or sewing room or hobby room, get to be up all night dealing with ketoacidosis or bottomed-out blood sugar, get to waste my time watching TV.
What value has been added to my life?
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