I Want a Mate Without Aches

Once long ago, I had the chance to relive my life - sort of. So with this little wiggle room, I made a list of all the characteristics that were important to me, in case I was ever in the position to choose a mate again. On this long list of day dreams included a need for the mate to love or play two sports. Even though I wasn't thorough, I knew what the drama was and why it was important to me. What I should have written down was: I Want a Mate Without Aches

I will tell you why. My last mate had a love of one sport, and it was all or nothing for this sport. I am not sure why that love of sport, being outdoors, doesn't correspond with the beauty nature offers. His behaviors were inconsistent with his so call loves.
There was a time when I would love to do a family beach trip, but the beach was too messy, and sand would get all over his car. And don't even mention about the park, it is a filthy place. But the time I remember most was the sledding trip. It literally took forever to convince him to drive us, and to do it for the kids' sake. We managed to drive up to the snow by the afternoon after hours on the road. The whole time with him looking as if he was going to his own funeral, and like I had knife at his throat.

The kids were ecstatic to be in the snow. I was excited to go skiing. The ski racks we borrowed back then were not made as well as the ones I saw recently at ski racks at cracksandracks.com. Of course that gave the dude another excuse to go home and reason to more aches.
About half an hour after we got there, he didn't want to stay over night as we planned. He had a butt ache, a head ache, an ear ache, a stomach ache, and a leg ache, you name it, he had it. When I offered Advil and some sort of remedy for his aches, he came up with some other aches. Everything was hard.  Everything was difficult.
Perhaps I was too oblivious to understand his medical problems, but I was the only healthy person in the relationship. I can take it all, I can do everything, I can work two jobs, do chores, think, sleep and still able to love and care. I was an ox.