The Much married me !!

For those of you who don't know me, i can tell you that for a very long time in my life i thought that there would never be a man like a central figure in my life, a man most women would call husband. As destiny would have it, it did happen. To be very honest i'm just a decent looking girl, not the 'purrfect' matrimonial material as most men would aspire for. I had already gotten ready to get married to any tom,dick & harry. I didn't have any dreams to start with because it never materialized for me all my life & what more could it bring except despair. He didn't exactly sweep me off my feet nor did i fall in love headfirst, but yes I thought with my brain & decided that it was the best bargain i could get. Probably I was getting much more than what i would have dreamt of, that is if I had the courage to dream. My family says I've mellowed down a little bit from the single me to the married me. Perhaps I've become more caring and considerate. My brother is astounded by how I wait on him or feed him or carry his dishes or enquire each and every thing about his needs. Isn't that what a wife does for a husband? the bad part is that he now wants to get married so that he can have someone to carry the dishes for him, probably go upstairs to get his cell or whatever if he is too lazy to do so. What a wrong reason to get married !! Even now I don't think the feeling has totally sunk in. Sometimes i feel like I'm playing house with a friend whom i consider a little bit more than a friend. Well, i think your husband should be your friend first and everything else later. For a long time in my lonely existence, which was worse in the past 1 year or so, i craved for a permanent male presence ( read marriage) and when it finally happened, I didn't know what to feel, what next?? Well, more when the drama unfolds.....