I went to a festival last night and walked around seeing the different crafts, the vendors who sold food, ate some of it and enjoyed just poking around. As I meandered through all the people there, and it was packed, I couldn't help but hear all the bickering of couples there together: like, lets go, I'm cold, or tired or bored. Also saying we've spent enough money alredy, or do you really need a $3.00 hot dog, you can make one at home. Oh, and those complaining about the music, what did they expect, it was an Irish Festival!!!
It was awful, just bicker, bicker, bitch and moan.
I never felt happier being alone with no one to answer to or have to please. I will say this though, my two husbands, God bless their souls, weren't that way and we had fun wherever we went. Many other couples there and the kids were having a ball.