Let It Rain

Sunday morning, outside my apartment.

What up! What up! What up my homies and homettes! As I mentioned on Sunday’s post, we didn’t get shit of snow here in New York City. I mean, don’t get me wrong, I take rain over snow any day, but that’s one of the few reasons why I don’t believe meteorologists in the first place. I like to watch the weather report early in the morning, when I’m getting ready to head on outside. Other than that, I consider it bullshit, because anything can happen without any warning.

As to staying home and chilling on a Sunday, if you are married, you know that in my case, that shit didn’t happen. Why? Because I’ve always said, that married men can’t make plans. Why? Because like in my case, 99.999% of the times, the boss decides to make last minute changes to our plans, without asking me or letting me know about it. I’ve told her like a million times, about the meaning of the word communication, but does she care? NO WAY MEXICAN JOSE!

You see, in my mind, a married couple means two people. But in my wife’s mind, is only her. But don’t worry my homies and homettes, we’ve known each other for 31 years, so I’m used to her shits and she’s used to my shits. Hey look, I’ve learned that love and or marriage is about listening, understanding, admitting when I’m wrong, making agreements, negotiating, giving things up in the name of love and to compromise, I mean a lot of compromise. Am I happy with the boss? Hell yes! Do I regret anything? Absolutely nothing! To be honest with my loyal 1.5 readers, when I started dating my wife back in the mid 80’s, my so-called friends didn’t like her very much, because of the same qualities that made me fall in love with her. I’m shy and quiet, she’s very vocal and outspoken. I’m relaxed, she’s a very independent and strong woman. I can tell you, that whoever said that opposite attracts, was 100% right.

With that said! I am Audi 5000 y’all!