It’s funny....regarding the marriage, I ask myself more and more what was I thinking? What do women offer other than their cooters? I have a good job, make decent money so I don’t need that. I can cook. I can clean so I don’t need those. I can’t put a deck on my house but I can do most minor home repairs and yard work. I don’t mind traveling alone or eating alone. The only thing I sort of miss is if I get sick, it’s nice to have someone bring you soup. Thankfully, I don’t get sick much so when I do, I just suffer and get my own soup. But that’s nothing compared to the suffering I endured being married to that joyless, soulless, whore. So again.....what exactly do women bring to the party?