The title of this post should be "I Stink at Blogging."
It's only been like four months since I wrote anything. You've probably missed me, right? I wish!
Anyways, this four month hiatus has been full of life lessons, I'm sure.
People are always asking, "How's married life?" Well, as a general rule, it's not like you can say, "Life is perfect, going great! We've learned how to fight really well over the last 365 days!" While that may be an honest answer, it would also be very awkward. Go ahead, try to respond to that one with a smile.
Marriage is not lot of things. Marriage is not easy. Marriage isn't a diamond ring. Marriage is not roses every Friday night and breakfast in bed every Saturday morning. Marriage is not sweet embraces every hour of the day.
Marriage also is a lot of things. Marriage is wanting your husband to take the trash out, but doing it yourself anyway, because even though 'that's one of his only household responsibilities as a man,' you secretly want to do it yourself so you can make sure all the trash can liners are replaced (because he may take the trash out, but that doesn't mean he'll put a bag back in!). Marriage is wearing flannel pajamas and fuzzy socks to bed because your husband is an Eskimo who can't sleep in above sixty degree temps. Marriage is wanting to cuddle at night, but just being so tired that you settle for getting comfortable on your side of the bed and just throwing an arm over your husband. Marriage is HAVING a side of the bed, because all that cute, cuddly, being entwined all throughout the night nonsense is not real life if you have to get up for work the next morning.
Marriage is being okay with pizza for dinner (especially if your wife's name is Cindi). Marriage is wanting to, but not actually carrying out the strangling of your husband for not feeding the dog. Marriage is wanting help with the laundry but also wanting a few minutes of solitude, so you just do it yourself. Marriage is loving someone you've seen at their worst. Marriage is knowing someone loves you, even though he's seen you dominate a whole pizza with a towel on your head..not cute. Marriage is not needing your husband to tell you that you look cute in every single outfit.
Marriage is stopping at Starbucks on the way to church every Sunday morning so your wife can have a caramel frappuccino, even though she could make her own coffee at home. Marriage is wanting to binge watch Pretty Little Liars without considering anyone else's feelings, but settling for something else anyway. Marriage is comprising where you go on vacation, even if you can already feel the sand between your toes and don't want to go anywhere else. Marriage is knowing that you have nothing to worry about, but still feeling a twinge of jealousy.
Marriage is a lot of things, but most of all, marriage is worth it.
