Who came up with the Honeymoon Stage? Who the hell did this person marry? Ghandi? Jesus? Zeus? It must have been some deity because the first year of marriage was the hardest year of my life. Granted, my circumstances were probably not the same as most people’s, but I have come to the determination that the only honeymoon stage of the first year of marriage is the actual honeymoon.
G’s mom died 4 months after we got married (she wasn’t even able to make it to the wedding) and my grandfather died a month after that completely unexpectedly. My friend’s grandmother died as well. Pretty much our first year of marriage was spent in hospitals, funerals, wakes, or comforting each other and other family members.
My brother-in-law cheated on his amazingly perfect wife and now lives with the woman he cheated on her with, who is now pregnant with his baby… I’ll be writing about awkward family dinner rendezvous really really soon.
All this is why I am determined to make whatever is left of our second year of marriage AND my 27th year of being alive, pretty damn awesome.
My list of awesome things to accomplish (this list may grow over time):
1. New Job. Seriously I can’t stress this one enough. My job freaking sucks. I know everyone feels this way about their job, but I’m a relatively educated person working a job that does not pay based on education, but pays based on, well, whatever the hell they want to pay you.
2. Write more. I don’t write enough.
3. Get a new hobby.
4. Stop cursing so much. This has been a goal of mine for about 5 years… Still having trouble with it.
5. Just make a difference somewhere.
Hilariously Ever After 