This is a bit that will be included in an entire work later, but I wanted to record this bit before I forget it. So, what I just said is that this is a short snipet of a full book that I intend to write in the future.
As a young woman husband shopping is a lot like window shopping. When you see what you want you will know, but if that doesn't work, you start making lists thinking you are fortunate to have not met Mr. Right in high school anyway, cause you are so much wiser. You find your list man and realize lists are foolish and toss it.
Then after divorce, now you know better what to look for. After you try window shopping again and realize you are much older and don't want to be seen as a cougar, but attraction is important, now you know by trial that you must find a good combination of both(the book and the cover. The book is reflected on the cover usually) But, nope that wasn't it. You do not want your daughter to know. You want her to live happily with the idea that you are in a happy healthy relationship, but of course you like the facade of knowing best.
So, you advise your daughter to look for the one that will be easiest to clean up after, cause let's face it a very smart and sexy guy is going to be at work most of the time while you are stuck cleaning up, and living in squalor is not always about money. Good advice, no? Well, face it, she isn't going to hear anything but, blah blah blah smart and sexy guy blah blah blah... And she will think back and wonder why you were so concerned with her finding a smart sexy guy when she is perfectly happy with the plumber's boy who is neither, but their toilets always work!
