I’m a little late to the party, but I thought one of your initial questions was “what kind of changes you go through when you tie the knot.”
I’m 28, and I just got married in January of 08.
I had some freak out moments right after the wedding. Little stuff; my wife leaving dishes in the sink (which I hate), insisting that the bed be made (which I think is dumb), etc. The problem was that I was amortizing these tiny little issues over the course of the rest of the marriage. I came to the stupid ass conclusion that I married a selfish person that only cared about her peccadillos (the bed being made) and not mine (the dishes in the sink). It really bothered me until I thought about it for 5 minutes. When you get married, you need to have plenty of lubrication. . . not just for the honeymoon, but for the relationship. I ask her to do the little things for me, and I do the little things for her. Does it bother me sometimes when she forgets? Sure, but it just isn’t worth taking a stand. I have learned to let certain things slide. We both understand that we’re not perfect, but we try and we’re pretty good at making compromises for each other.
Newlywed fights suck. This is the flip side of the above. When you do decide to argue about something, the stakes are so much higher because you are “setting the stage” for the marriage. I had this feeling that I had to set my boundaries and not concede certain things because I didn’t want to deal with them for the next 70 years. It makes the fights more intense. I’ve learned to let her try something her way, then try it my way, then decide as a team what works best.
Don’t go to bed angry. Even if you have to fight until 5am, don’t fall asleep pissed at each other. In my experience, a “good night’s sleep” doesn’t help because you won’t sleep for shit anyway if you are angry. The end result is that you wake up tired and pissed off and then you have to go to work.
For some reason I find myself looking at other women more often. Just looking. Never touching. Obviously, it has something to do with the fact that I can’t ever have another woman again. Maybe I just want to see what I’m giving up. Either way, I’ve never seen any girl that would make me even take a step in the wrong direction. Not Eason, not Alba, not Pressley. So my eyes move, but my feet don’t.
Hope that makes sense and helps out. Oh, and don’t have a big wedding. They are a ridiculous waste of time and money.