I Got Rid of 60% of My Clothes
I finally got around to clicking on Tidying Up with Marie Kondo instead of watching another episode of The Office on Netflix. I was surprised to learn Marie Kondo doesn’t speak English and expected the show to be annoying. Instead, I found Marie charming and whimsical. Her disposition is very light, happy. One thing she can say was “I love mess!” So she’s some sort of fairy. The first episode was about a family with two kids, and mom was too overwhelmed to handle the mess. I related to that on a spiritual level, except I’m not overwhelmed by the messes, they were just not at the top of my priorities. Dad was…
Marriage: Year 3
It occurred to me that each year I’ve written some sort of year end review about my marriage for my anniversary. Today is my third anniversary. Without looking back at my other essays on it, I know I’m not as happy and not as profuse as I was one year in. I don’t want to shy away from the realities of marriage and the Army, but I do understand how sensitive of a matter being honest actually is. I am not as happy as I was two years ago because stress exists, namely the fact my husband has been on a different continent for the last 5 months and I…
7 Ways to Be a Good Spouse (At Bad Times)
In November Spencer and I celebrated our two-year anniversary, and the retrospective portion of that was a lot different than the year prior. They can have 2016, it was rough for us. I had sat down then and tried to write a reflective post, but it just was not coming together. It was hard to sort through everything and make it interesting and upbeat. Right now I’m in a unicorn phase where I am obsessed with my husband and what he’s doing and wearing and he can’t get in a fight with me, so I wouldn’t want to convey otherwise. I decided that better than describing what BS we went…
Trump Yourself!
I couldn’t believe my eyes when I picked up my phone in the zero four hundred hour and saw an alert from Buzzfeed stating plainly that Donald Trump would be president. It was shocking. It was innerving. Not because I was angry or disappointed, but because it was CRAZY. For the record, I had kind of hoped that we would somehow avoid anyone winning. Since I am a positive person, I quickly moved on to realize this: if a questionably-behaved businessmen with no political experience and an allegedly fake university can be elected president of the United States, I am grossly selling myself short. I know that having a black president was a…
