Eleven years ago today, RS married me.
The conclusion of the ceremonies marked the beginning of several new Odysseys, but first let us review the sound pieces of marital advice I received:
- The good things get better, and the bad things get worse…
- From this point forward you choose: you may be happy or you may be right,
but you will never be both again…
- There’s a great future in plastics! Think about it. Will you think about it?
The advice was mostly good, and I’m really glad that is hasn’t Gotten Way Worse.