Crossing The Line

There is a line that every woman has. It's the line that separates your personal life and belongings from the life you share with your husband. When you are just dating or engaged that line is very clear and distinct. Your partner should have no question as to where that line is, he stays on his side of the line, you stay on yours. Then you get married and no one tells you that that line does not just begin to blur, it flat out up and disappears. Think about it, it begins when you start sharing a bed, it's not your bed anymore, it's "our" bed. Then you get married and it becomes "our" room then "our" house then "our" money and then finally "our" life. Your dreams are not your own anymore, once that hits you everything changes. It hit me hardcore last night. I watched my husband pick up MY toothbrush, brush his teeth and put it back because he was too lazy to find his own damn toothbrush and he "didn't think I'd care." That's when it hit me, I don't have my own life anymore, hell I don't even have my own damn toothbrush anymore. You share everything with your husband whether you like it or not an no one tells you that. Most women go into marriage thinking it will be the same as dating just with a ring, that nothing will change, you will both continue to live your own separate lives and just share some common ground; but it's just not true. When the officiant says that "these two people are now one" he means it, you share one life....and in some cases the same freakin toothbrush!!