7 Weeks Have Gone So Fast....

*sung to the tune of GreenDay's Wake Me Up When September Ends*

First was the reunion in Bangkok... then 2 weeks of stay-at-home living, due to budgetary constraints. We got a taste of how our lives could be, if the hubby hadn't snagged a job in the Oil field. I was content, but hubby....wasn't.

I get a lot of comments from my dad that I have a lot of material desires.

I agree to a point. The point ends where the disposable income does. I mean, I could stay at home and bum and spend a little, or have a lot and blow it on a spree.

But. I would make do. I can make do. I don't get pissy, don't bemoan the lack of entertainment (bless the Internet, Sims 2 and Play Station!!) and I can improvise. Fallback position? Read and re-read the gadzillion books I've accumulated.

A snake is a snake. Food is for when you're hungry. Sleep is for all the others times you're not hungry. This is a good attitude to take when you don't have a 9-5 job. Kids, don't try this at home!

I've enjoyed reality, or what I could have of it. I managed to say goodbye today without shedding too many tears. 3 weeks... what a bonus! I'd said my goodbyes 3 weeks ago... the rest was just...bliss.

If none of you have lived without your loved ones for more than a month, for years on end, you won't appreciate what you've got. A full-time companion. A shoulder, strong arms, someone to smother with love, to bite in your anger, to kick in your pain, to hug in your loneliness and to kiss in your... well...to kiss ;)

If you appreciate him/her, despite the lack of time apart? You're the luckiest person around, and I salute you. I have loved all the aspects of a relationship. Have lived it the past few weeks. Have indulged in the sulks, shared in the laughter, shared a few germs (damn these colds :p) and basically just become closer in mind, spirit and body. Well, coulda been more body, but who's complaining, right?

A relationship should rock. Left to right, side to side, up and down. Fricking literally ROCK!!! If the seas were calm, you'd go no-place fast. And that's a solid truth. I love it. And I love my marriage. Risking your emotions is one of the greater thrills a person can live through in one's lifetime.

And I've had a hell of a ride. Now I need at least two months to recuperate. Check back here in two months to hear me whine, eh? ;)