Pink And Husband Carey Hart Just Can't Reconcile Careers And Marriage, Because It's Super Hard Work - Page 2
So you, middle America blue-collar worker, now you finally have a valid reason to get out of your marriage. Both you and your spouse are working two jobs to try and make ends meet, you're trying to take care of your children and make sure they have food to eat and clean clothes to wear, you've got to somehow fit in PTA meetings and kids' doctor appointments (you don't get any, no time for them) and grocery shopping and making sure the gas man is paid before he shows up to disconnect your only source of heat, you're searching both you and your spouse's work schedules so maybe you can snatch an hour or two together once every ten days or so, and you fall into bed exhausted every night (or morning), wondering just how you're going to make it to the end of the week on the $7.42 left over out of your check and wishing your spouse was home for just a few minutes...now, you realize that it doesn't matter that you've put twenty years of hard work into your marriage, it doesn't matter that you've learned marriage is a series of compromises and values and commitment, and it definitely doesn't matter that you can't afford a divorce even if you wanted one (which you don't, but everybody seems to be getting one, should you pick up an extra job to make sure you can afford it?).
Because, like a light at the end of the proverbial tunnel, you can see that "busy" suddenly qualifies as grounds for divorce. Um...HELLO? Don't you feel like a fool for spending all those wasted hours "talking it out" and "not going to bed until the argument is settled" and "compromising" and "taking time out for each other"?
I know I do. I'm just so golly gosh-darned busy! What's Trope and Trope's number, again?
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