Today marks ten months that I've been married. Ten months of laughter. Ten months of love. Ten months of figuring out how the hell to be a good wife to the man whom I'm fairly certain is the best husband in the world. As each month ticks by, my worries change, my selfishness is challenged, and I continue to fall deeper and deeper in love with the man I pledged my life to September 2, 2012.
I think one of the best things we ever did in this first year of marriage was take Dave Ramsey's Financial Peace University. I'll be honest- financial discipline sucks. And to be even more honest, Chuck and I are not the best at it. But if we came away from the class with nothing else, our lesson learned has been this: When it comes to money, TALK.
Despite the deplorable state of our finances, we really don't fight about money. We plan out our expenses at the beginning of each month...together. We do our best to stick to our budget, but practice grace when we slip up...which we inevitably do. Money matters still stress us out, but we don't let it come between us. We're in this fight together! :)
Chuck and I leave for work every day at 6:30 AM. I return at 6:00 PM. Chuck returns at 10:30 PM. Needless to say, we're constantly pooped. But if there's one thing we've learned about sex and marriage it's this: just do it. We have yet to regret it.
Being in the big ol' city by ourselves has taught us a number of things: how to be independent, how to rely on each other and how to live with each other. But it's also taught us the value of friends. In that...we have none. Chuck and I live for our time together on the weekends, but we've also realized that it's so important to surround yourself with other people. People who are not your spouse. We haven't quite gotten there yet, but we're getting closer.
And on a lighter note, Chuck and I are discovering that we're virtually the opposite sex versions of each other. We're similar in so many regards that it's weird. We get excited about the same things, and we also get into funky depressed moods at the same times. It's a blessing and a curse. But one of the most wonderful similarities we share is our non-confrontational personality. I hate, hate, hate drama and fighting. So does Chuck. So we just don't.
Which is not to say that we don't have our fair share of arguments and disagreements. They happen, believe me. But we always treat each other with respect, we communicate our feelings and we know when to just give each other space.
It gives me big hopes for our future together.
|Outtake from our pre-Pirates game photo shoot.|
It's true what they say- that your wedding day is the least you'll ever love your spouse. My love for Chuck grows infinitely more each day. As do my blessings :)
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