Strange truths in strange places

Last night, I was late coming home from work, and so I was listening to Love Lines on the way. They were talking about some nonsense -boobs, fluid, cartoons, and benchwarmers or something- and somehow marriage was brought up (I'm practically married -connected to the same person for more or less eight years). One of the guests mentioned that she was supposed to be married a few days ago but she called it off. Dru asked why this was so. She confessed that her hubby-to-be was inable to make a few changes she requested and therefore realized that if your mate doesn't make modifications under the threat of marrage then they never will.

This sentament plucked a string in my head and I realized that without a doubt, unequivically I will not be marrying my S.O., and if I do I will be more unhappy than I could ever be now.
So what's the final resolution you ask? I ask myself the same thing.
Will I leave her?
Will she leave me?
Will I drive her away?
Will there be a fight?
Will is go with a wimper in the night?
All good questions. And like your god will say to you all good questions will go unasnwered.