I know every wife gets to say this, so here is my turn.
My husband is incredible. Sometimes when I think about being married, I just laugh. I didn’t mean to be married. I got my heart shattered freshman year of college and decided to not get married until I was at least 30. Maybe 40. I wanted to be that girl. I dated other guys, but if it got serious, I left. (I also got treated like crap by a couple of assholes.) Anyways. I was excited to be a twenty-something with only her career and her dog.
Then I met Jonny.
I will admit, somedays i long to live alone. Not because of any fauly of Jonny, but the Enemy makes singleness alluring somehow. Also, I resent living in Montana. But then i come to my senses. Well, God brings me to them. I am a fool.
And i am so so so so so thankful that God’s plans make more sense than my own.
…ok, south-sick (if that makes any sense). However, I’m here for at least another 1.5 years. So, i’ve decided to control the things that I can and let go of what I can’t.
Step #1… tease/curl the crap out of my hair just like I did when I lived in a sorority house in Alabama. (Except here, it won’t melt the second I step outside.)
Visalus shake for breakfast
Fruit and veggie smoothie for lunch.
Ugh. This sucks.
Cauliflower crust pizza for dinner. I can make it :-/