I'm thinking about you tonight. My h and I must know all there is to know about each other. We don't even say that much to each other on a regular day. We only text about chores that have to get done, we talk for a few minutes about a couple of things that happen during our day, he sits with me while we watch tv while he reads stories on his iphone. I was trying to think about something to say, it was really a stretch, I just didn't. We're the most boring people in the world after all the things to say have run out.

I have to admit that we probably developed the dysfunctional sexual problem to try to force some passion where there just isn't any spark.

I don't know about other people's marriages, but savor that getting acquainted time because that kind of energy doesn't last.