

Because moving out suddenly screws your roommate and the wife signed a contract.


Because moving out suddenly screws your roommate and the wife signed a contract.
Yeah I mean you pay money and take a little course to become a notary and you have to reup every year (or three years? I can’t remember). The point is you take on legal liability. A notary cannot claim, “i didn’t realize, I didn’t know, I didn’t double check.” Most of the money you pay is in liability insurance in case you screw up. Because if a notary stamps their name to something false, they bear the legal liability which is enough for a notary to not take the risk of flippantly stamping things that are untrue.
You can also legally marry people.
There are also legal limits to how much you can charge (like 10 bucks and document or something. It’s not much). Since each stamp doesn’t earn much, but the liability could cost you a lot, it keeps notaries pretty honest. It’s a decent system.
Mostly only nerds are notaries anyway, so the promising and putting your name to something does some of the heavy lifting by itself
Then why does he do that smug smile when he’s being annoying?


My relationship is honest, loving, and supportive. I’m in my 30s with 1.5 kids so the support mostly flows towards me right now, but my mom and I both are caregivers for her mom who is in very poor health. It’s half straining for our relationship, half In the trenches together. In most areas she’s my role model. She was born to be a mother. It doesn’t come as naturally to me but I aspire to be as present, patient, and involved as she was.


If it’s a wedge i can happily handle almost anything. Actual heels though are uncomfortable too quickly to be worth it after 2 or 3 inches. Though right now I’m pregnant so flats are uncomfortable! I need sneakers or foamy slides


I don’t pretend to enjoy cooking. In my previous relationships, I would pretend I was interested but just bad at it/ inexperienced. When I met my husband I was honest from day one, and I’m so glad. I am bad and inexperienced because I loathe it. I get no joy from any level. It’s maybe the chore I dread the most, and the need for it is constant and Neverending. It puts me in a bad mood to perform cooking at any level.
This is a crazy take. My toddler is absolutely more work than any other job I’ve ever worked and I’ve done office work, physical labor, heck even childcare! If you give two shits about your kid, and follow modern childcare standards, childcare is a very taxing job. If you’re a crappy parent who just lets the kid eat fruit snacks and watch TV maybe it’s easier than whatever job the other parent has, but my husband works blue collar and we both agree that often my job is more taxing. He absolutely picks up 50% or more of the work when he comes home, and on weekends. When he burns out he gets a break, and when I burn out I get a break. We’re actually a team.
I want sex more than he does because I’m well taken care of, and he’s equally exhausted from helping. Literally cannot imagine saying no thanks if sex is on the table cause also, when a man is generous and equitable with his labor in life, that also spills over to how generous and equitable he is in bed.
The number one way (more effective than medication) to increase a woman’s libido is an extra hour of sleep. It’s truly no wonder that getting negative hours of sleep for a literal year at least kills libido.
I’m pregnant and the insomnia is killing me. 4 or 5 hours a night, usually. And the poor sleep will only continue when the child is born. Everyone’s talking about how men need to help more with chores and all that’s true and good that you need division of labor, but even if you’re good at division, the sleep loss with children is inevitable.
I mean it’s obviously hyperbole, but as a pregnant woman with a toddler, I’d be absolutely livid to learn my husband was taking hours long coffee breaks while leaving the shared work of child rearing (specifically newborn care) to me alone.
Sleep deprivation will absolutely make you a crazy person, and this dude is just using this torture tactic on her out of laziness and selfishness.
And also, what women thinks, “the best part of sex for me is the mess at the end! The more I have to clean up after, the better, especially in this time of no running water!”
At least for a wedding, hypothetically the cost of your gift is often around the cost of your attendance. Like you’re basically paying to attend an expensive party with an open bar and a (hopefully) great meal.
But yeah, attending the Bachelorette and shower and wedding, some have a lingerie party… it’s a lot. A lot of our friends wanted out of town trips and multiple day events for their bachelor/ Bachelorette. It was nuts. We had a shared bachelor/ Bachelorette and it was basically a bar crawl. Our buddy expected everyone to pay for a week in New Orleans with plane tickets, hotels, daily big meals. Then a destination wedding in Vegas. We are not a wealthy friend group.