My wife and I have been married for almost 5 years now, and have been together for almost 10. I suppose that's not a bad run. As they say, all good things come to an end. However, I never thought it'd end like this.
The other day my wife bought something new - something you use by holding close to your body. The thing would even vibrate if you wanted it to. It was something she'd been wanting for a while, and like a fool, I let her get one.
I'm cursing myself now even as I write this. I should have seen it coming. I mean, the day she purchased her new toy she ended up spending the whole day with it. She even went to bed early to play with it.
And now, most nights when I go to bed, this is what I'm confronted with:
And on my pillow no less! I guess I'm no longer needed. I've been replaced - by an iHusband. And she never stops touching the damn thing either. But you know what? It doesn't matter. It's just a fad. It'll pass - I'm sure of it. I'm a patient man. A couple of years and everything will be back to normal.
Ah well, in the interim there's always my Wife 360...