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So this is married life…

I celebrated my first wedding anniversary yesterday. Frankly, I didn’t feel any different today than I do yesterday or the day before that. My relationship to Dude hasn’t changed one bit since we started dating in 2010, just that he’s the last person I see before I sleep and the first person I see when I wake up.

In the year that I’ve been married, we made a home together, spend almost all free time together, and head to work almost everyday together. He’s such a big part of my life that when he went to reservist the two weeks preceding our wedding anniversary, I felt lonely in a way that I’m not accustomed to. I had to relearn how to sleep alone (all covered up to the point where all you can see is a big lump of blankets and pillows), to eat what ever is available for breakfast because making breakfast for 1 is such a hassle (I ended up with coffee and left over Eid goodies), and spending my commute to work, playing more games on my phone that I normally would.

In the one year, I realised how much my priorities have changed. Family takes precedence over my work. I spend most mornings and evenings prepping for his¬†lunches instead of dumping everything and sitting down to watch tv. His work shirts get priority over all other laundry piles, and they get ironed before the weekend is over, even if it means cutting short our outings. Trying to get all of us eating healthier means trying out new things to cook, new recipes and even new ingredients, even if it’s a little strange.

I never thought that married life would be like this but I wouldn’t change it for anything.¬†


Married life so far

Last Monday marked my 6th month of being a wife, someone’s life partner and co-owner of a home. Most days I don’t think about the changes my life has gone through in the last half a year but on the days that I do, I’m surprised at how different my life is now.

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Our wedding bands

I realised how pampered I was before my marriage, with my meals and my laundry all being taken cared of by my mum’s helper. Now, I do the laundry for the household and breakfasts too. I’m not great at it but I’m learning. It’s not to say that I don’t know how to cook. It’s just that I need practice.

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Caramelised onion grilled cheese sandwiches for breakfast

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Starting my week with thanks

Lately I’ve been gloating over stuff that I should be totally over with. However, without that incident, I wouldn’t have gotten the wonderful things in my life.

I read somewhere that God doesn’t give you what you want, only what you need. I didn’t realise what I needed until He gave it to me.

I know it gets a little old but I’m thankful for Dude. Thankful that he puts up with my little idiosyncracies with only a raised eyebrow. If you’d known me in person for more than 2 years, you’d see how much I’ve changed.

I’m thankful for NaNoWriMo; for showing me that yes, I can write a novel in a month. It’s not even a good novel but at least, I can look back at it in a few months and beat it into something that is more coherent and maybe, some day, get it published. NaNoWriMo also introduced to me to my wonderful friends who don’t judge, who are there when you need to talk to, people to bounce off writing ideas, people to do crazy ass shit with. Overall, awesome, awesome people whom I would never have met if it weren’t for NaNoWriMo.

I’m thankful for Twitter and Tumblr. I’ve ‘met’ a number of people with the same interests, similar passions and really interesting people in. All of that in the past year. Maybe it’s because I’m spending more time online or just that it happens that I’m finding more interesting people. What ever it is, I’m thankful that I’m learning a lot from Twitter on most days, and I’m thankful that there’s a whole lot of people on Tumblr that I can share my FEEELS with.

I’m thankful that while I may not be able to afford my dream home, I’ll be able to still afford a home. It’ll be a small one, a starter home I’d like to call it. Just big enough for us and our kids when they come a long. In the mean time, keep on saving!

There are more things that I’m thankful for but I’d leave it here for now.

Are you thankful for anything this week?


Dear Science

We’re in a rut. It’s not doing any favours to our already rocky relationship. You’re starting to get dull and boring, and I don’t find you as attractive anymore. Even the little things that you try to entice me with, the trainings, the new fangled techniques, the new science discoveries, it just isn’t exciting me as it used to.

I think that we need a break, you and I. Or maybe we should move our relationship to a new place. A place where we can be happy once more. A place where I can fall in love with you again and remember why I fell in love with you in the first place.

I miss the exciting times we had. Now, I just can’t look you in the face without wanting to punch people. Why has it come to this? Where has that spark gone, my love? I want you back, I just don’t know how.

I still love you, but I don’t know for how much longer.

Loving you always (I hope),
Me