Behold, my second attempt to take pictures by myself while Mr. Owl was working. My first attempt was not so great. And these are all just a tiny bit out of focus, but for a second try with a camera that only has a timer and no remote… I’ll live with them.
I wore this a few weeks ago, back before I broke my computer cord, and I loved it. I felt very business-woman-y. Which I’m not sure if that’s quite my style, but it worked for the day. It works for my job.
While I was taking these pictures, a neighbor (ish) came up the driveway and introduced herself, and I wondered awkwardly if I should explain the camera setup and the posing and all that… and then decided… nah. She didn’t ask, so I didn’t tell.
It’s funny; being married is not at all like I expected in many ways. I expected some huge feeling of change, some big revelation or a period of adjusting, but it’s all so normal. It’s natural to live with my best friend; I didn’t need a time to adjust to living with his habits, or to get used to taking care of a house and being a wife, even though we didn’t live together (or sleep together– that DID take some getting used to. I still wake up when he moves) before we were married. It’s just all… life. Normal, natural, wonderful everyday life.
I love being married. LOVE. It is really the best thing ever to come home and get to see the love of my life when he gets off work, when I fall asleep, when I wake up (okay, I’m not a fan of waking up with him 30 minutes earlier than I used to…), when he leaves for work. And all hours of the day on weekends. We don’t go on adventures as often as I thought we might (mostly because I tend to be tired after work), but that’s okay. Life with him is just good.
I can’t wait to be married for a year, for five years, for twenty… for fifty… it’s going to be a grand life. Even if we never do anything spectacular, it will just be great because we are together.
I can’t imagine life any other way.
I hope you all have a wonderful Wednesday!