Every household has drama

Just got off the phone with a good friend. Mike and I set her up with the man she is married to right now. They seemed perfect for each other and they are living the city life in San Francisco with an enormous mortgage to boot. What I love about her is her candor, her uncanny sensibilities, and her sound perspective on things great and small. Not only does she have all this great character but she's drop dead gorgeous and extremely optimistic. Yah...a real "light up the room" when she walks in type.

It seems that they are going through some difficulties in the bedroom arena due to erectile dysfunction. She wants to suggest that he go see a doctor who can possibly prescribe some pills (viagra maybe) to help him out but is worried she may open a can of worms. All her concerns are real and reasonable. And to top if off, they are trying to get pregnant and don't know if his sperm count is sufficient for the job. No bun in the oven as of yet.

We chatted on and on about married life and how our expectations have shifted about our spouses. I told her, "Wait until the kids come." Are we destined to this life of child-rearing with nothing else to fulfill our own joyless cups? Were the days when we were searching for the perfect mate our most happiest period? I don't think so because what I have now is what I've been dreaming of then. So what now? I should just shut up and count my blessings.