Fancyness

1. donuts. I’ve fallen way off the sugar wagon but really appreciated having something so comforting at the end of a tough day.

2. Realizing that I should NOT encourage my DH to work from home. He just made my day harder and got nothing done for his work. I’m glad he’s happy to work at the office even with the commute and I’m feeling like I’m coming to terms with this a tiny bit.

3. Ultrasound day. It’s gonna be another boy. SB and DH came. SB was pretty freaked out and made it a stressful visit but we got through it somewhat gracefully. I was surpised by the joy I felt to hear it was a boy. I would have equally enjoyed a girl too, I just feel overwhelmed that there is indeed a human growing in there.

4. Being able to laugh about being so scatterbrained. I had two different sneakers on, only one that needed to be tied, and I didn’t realize it until I got all the way to my friends house. To be honest this really disturbed me but felt happy that I have such a great network of support around me.

Somehow I think this goal is dealing with the underlying issue that I can’t seem to figure out: marriage. I’m a strong, independent type, who with more time and energy would probably be out there as an activist for some sort of womens cause. I feel like I cherish and understand “women” even more with every passing year. No confusion there. What’s confusing is the man and woman relationship.

So I’ve got this marriage that is healthy, happy, full of love and generally a great one but I feel like I’m never gonna get it to the place I want it to be. I’m thinking that it’s because just one person can’t make that happen to an “us.” And an “us” just has sooooo many compromises and different “needs” and “wants.” I read this article yesterday and laughed my head off. It doesn’t necessarily apply to me. I only wish my husband was the “kitchen bitch.” Nope we’ve got the traditional kind going while we raise these kids and I think a lot of our success can be credited to those roles but somehow I could totally relate. I believe in marriage, yet confess that I constantly feel like maybe I’m not cut out for it. I don’t necessarily think that’s the case. I just wish those old 50th anniversary couples would pass down some of that wisdom they have about living and sharing a life with a human being other than themself, cause 50 years is looking like a loooonng time.

I’m late, sorry! But may you be continuing to savor life to the fullest!!! :)