Massive hangover. I drank way too much last night. No idea or reason why. It’s just something I do every now and then. But good Lord, I’m paying the price for it today.
I don’t have that problem very often these days. But then Russian wives are probably not like Peruvian wives who say all evening long ‘Don’t drink too much’ with ever increasing annoyance.
It’s not a Russian thing. My Russian ex complained, nagged, and criticized every single thing I did, drank, or ate. Before we got married, my new (also Russian) wife and I pledged to accept each other exactly as we are, and not to try and change/improve/remodel the other. And for the most part we’ve kept that promise. Going on four years now, and I can count the number of arguments we’ve had on one hand still. I’m really lucky.
Last night, she just threw a blanket over me and went to bed. This morning she simply said, “How are you feeling? Would you like me to make you some coffee?”
My ex didn’t really love me, and her incessant complaints were just a reflection of her unhappiness. The funny thing is, she got knocked up by her tennis instructor, left her family, let him move in with her, and now she’s got a mooch for a roommate, a bastard child, child support to pay me, and they fight constantly. Be careful what you wish for.