Caitlin und Daniel

Daniel: "Do you like me Caitlin?"

Caitlin: "Yes. But you're only getting one cookie."

Marriage

Me: So, are you going to be with me in sickness and health,
in poverty or wealth; through thick and thin; no matter
which country we're in?

Daniel: Yes.

Me: Aren't you gonna think it through?

Daniel: If I do, I'm gonna fall asleep.

And so we begin our odyssey at 31 in relatively good health (notwithstanding some hamstring and shoulder pain for him; and some joint muscle strains for me), relatively sound financials (albeit shouldering a big-ass mortgage), no children or other time and emotion-consuming burdens and relative personal stability in our respective careers in Singapore.

As with most good headstarts, we should take our daily dose of reality check, we all saw what happened to Argentina. One day, we will be forced to make decisions because someone is sick, we have to move to another country, the kid conspires to deprive us of sleep, our parents need us. Things that money alone cannot fix.

That is the real test of a marriage. Not solving the problem of who does the laundry.