Marriage, Month 5

I don't write much about being married on here, which is funny because I sure get asked about it a lot. Only 5 months (tomorrow!) married means I still get "How's married life treating you?" and "Ooohh how was your first married Christmas?" I really want to be annoyed by these questions but I take them as the small talk version of "how are you?" but only more personal. Frankly, I don't have much to give them. Married life is pretty awesome. There are days when I'm driving home from work, all excited that I get to see Brian that night, and it hits me all over again that I live with him and get to see him every night! (Yes, it's pretty gushy, but at least I don't put it all over facebook...)

We've settled into a pretty mundane routine. We go to church on Sundays, we go to church on Wednesdays, we stop by Starbucks in the morning, I clatter around in the kitchen making a mess while Brian talks to his family or writes, he does the dishes while I pick something for us to watch. We try to have "date nights," but it feels a little silly as we don't have many distractions (crazy jobs, children, etc) and see each other all the time. We're lucky enough that we both work a standard workweek and usually get to spend a few hours together in evening. We feel lucky that we get to go to bed and wake up at the same time. (Lately I kick Brian out of bed first for a few more minutes of sleep.)

The wedding blogs made me think that I was going to have this big adjustment to being married, which I was worried about, because I don't like a lot of feelings. This is a push back from growing up as an actor, where all you talk about is your feeeeeeeeeelings. This is why I transitioned my major from acting to stage management, where all you talk about is getting sh*t done. I haven't felt like there's been a huge adjustment, only tiny ones, like when I had half a glass of wine and was annoyed at having to make a special trip to the bank to change my name on the accounts and started hollering about how "girls have to make all the changes and boys don't!" Brian lovingly nodded and continued eating his dinner.

Mostly I'm just still amazed that he picked me to spend the rest of his life with, and that includes not just when I'm serving up a delicious dinner but also when I'm asking him if we can compost, (crazy hippie) and if he'll build me a stand-up garden bed because we can't kill the grass in our rental, (super crazy hippie) and will you come to my office and put up some shelves? (OMG learn how to use a drill.)

So currently that's married life for us. Coffee, crazy hippie lady, television shows, making him get out of bed first. Fun!