I enjoy being married. Really enjoy it. My very favorite part of the whole day is laying down at night with my husband and intertwinning our arms and legs and talking, and then sleeping. This moment of everyday has become my talisman.... if I ever start feeling antagonistic towards him and feel an arguement coming on...I just think of those few minutes before sleep and decide nothing is worth possibly interrupting them.
And we talk all the time...I mean constantly talk....talking, talking, talking. Well, he's usually talking and I'm listening, but I love listening and not so much talking so it works out perfectly.
Tuesday was our 6 month wedding anniversary. We ate sandwiches and chili, watched Mary Tyler Moore and went to sleep at 9:00 (don't judge, it was an extremely long day). We still don't have routines, it seems like everyday we take a different route, except for at night when we crawl in the bed...snuggling and talking.....marriage is good.
Aye. That it is. And 9PM is not shameful.
And we don't seem to have a routine anymore. Well, we do, but it's just hecticness.