Out of all the experiences thus far in my life, Marriage hashands down been the most challenging. I know, I know, you would assume I would say parenting because I just Love to complain about thecrap diapers, sleepless nights, and left over fat that is motherhood, but no way Jose, marriage absolutely takes the“difficulty” cake. Don’t get me wrong, raising children (and good ones at that) is no easy task with them constantly testing our patience, kindness, and sanity, but there is one huge difference that makes it all worth it and that is unconditional love. Not a day goes by where I don’t feel the undeniable love from both of my children. Even after a slap on the wrist or a 10-minute time out, they are guaranteed to not only forgive me but hug, kiss, and love me mere moments later. Now for my husband, not so much.If only he would show affection minutes after I rip him a new asshole, then life would be just grand. Usually after a fight with my bitchy filthy-mouthed self, doors are slammed and names are called and if I’m really feeling feisty I’ll throw in a bullshit threat as a cherry on top. Then the pity party ensues, the sulking, and the pondering if this is what marriage is supposed to be like. It’s crazy how a few minutes of nasty word vomit can erase years of happiness.