Being that Corey travels for work so much, I can tell you that we have a very boring gay lifestyle.
Sunday: We take showers, dress, have coffee, take my meds, I walk the dogs, and Corey heads off to the airport to someplace that she doesn't want to be to work with people that don't want to hear/learn what she has to tell/teach them. I stay home and/or do the leftover weekly errands. I take care of our 3 dogs and 3 cats....food, water, meds. I use Sunday for tv watching, internet surfin', charity work, and basic sanity/reality checking.
Monday to Wedesday: I get up, shower, dress, walk the dogs, make sure that every creature in the house that needs medicine gets it, and then I go to work. Commute 40 minutes to work listening to a funny morning radio show, work 8 hours, commute home for an hour listening to NPR. When I get home, I am greeted by screaming cats and dogs with bursting bladders. I walk the dogs, feed & water the dogs, feed & water the cats, make dinner for myself, watch tv & surf the net, make sure that every creature in the house that needs medicine gets it, clean up, walk dogs every hour until 10pm, have a good night chat on the phone with Corey and go to bed. Fall asleep watching Rachel Maddow.
Thursday: I get up, shower, dress, walk the dogs, make sure that every creature in the house that needs medicine gets it, and then I go to work. Commute 40 minutes to work listening to a funny morning radio show, work 8 hours, commute home for an hour listening to NPR. When I get home, I am greeted by screaming cats and dogs with bursting bladders. I walk the dogs, feed & water the dogs, feed & water the cats, make dinner for myself, watch tv & surf the net, make sure that every creature in the house that needs medicine gets it, clean up, walk dogs every hour until 10pm, welcome Corey home at some point (usually if she comes home Friday then this is repeated on Friday), talk until 11pm, go to bed, fall asleep after watching Rachel Maddow.
Friday: I get up, shower, dress, take my meds, and go to work. Commute 40 minutes to work listening to a funny morning radio show, work 8 hours, commute home for an hour listening to NPR. Corey works from home doing web training sessions, conference calls, and lots of email. She takes care of the dogs and cats and all of those critter meds. She is also trying to train for a promotion right now. Corey is usually still working when I get home. She has been addicted to her work Crackberry for years, now she has the new Blackberry Storm, so it's a whole new level of addiction settling in. At some point, we go out for our "date night" dinner. Sometimes, it turns into a late night shopping spree at
Walmart and Ingles for necessities and groceries for the weekend. We talk, hold hands, & kiss at stop lights on occasion. Once home, we stay up for at least an hour so that the dogs get another chance to potty, since their routine is shot with Corey home. Watch tv, surf the net, and go to bed. Sleep
Saturday: Wake up walk the dogs, make coffee, shower, dress, start the weekend rounds of shopping and errand running. Come back home, do all of Corey's laundry from the week & get her suitcase repacked. Corey works some getting ready for her travel on Sunday. We watch some tv, surf the net, and sometimes manage to find some time to just be alone together without the rest of the world weighing us down with stuff that seems more important than our relationship is. Eventually, it's bedtime. We both wish that Corey's job was one that let her stay home. We both try to snuggle a little closer and usually we fall asleep holding hands.
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Terribly unglamorous, but it's the short version of the truth. It sure seems like marriage to me.
Your lives are every bit as boring as mine. So what exactly would be the advantage of "choosing" your lifestyle? Where are all the freaky ones that the bigots are afraid of? 
