So now to the point of this love story. For the last 3-4 weeks i've been especially stressed out and ultra sensitive. I'd like to say it was T.O.M ( brett will appreciate that) but it wasn't. I was working 50+ hours a week. The house was a mess , Laundry wasn't done , and we were both so busy we were eating out practically every meal. When you're not home to cook at all it happens. I'm sure that didn't help my mood any. In summary I was ultra stressed and ULTRA depressed. I wasn't happy . It was taking a toll.
Finally one night I broke down to Gregg in bed. Something had happened that triggered bad memories of the past. Maybe one day i'll go into that story , but not today , today is about a different story. Anyways. Those bad memories had me break down in a fit of tears to my Gregg. He pulled me into his arms and I pretty much told him how I felt like the worst wife on the planet. I'm not crafting like my sister in law , I'm not cooking and baking for my husband every day like my friend does. Our house was a mess and my life was not at all how I pictured it to be. Let me just tell you how I pictured it. Maybe you'll get a laugh like I did.
I pictured A clean , decorated home. A home cooked meal every night. Talking to my husband as we fell asleep next to each other every night. I pictured the laundry done . Basically I didn't picture what I got. I was depressed because Gregg is so great that he deserved someone amazing and he got me. ( I'm telling you this party of mine should've had balloons. ) After that I asked Gregg to give me a blessing. I won't go into detail but I wanted to point out 2 things that I was told.
I was told that my Heavenly Father was proud of me , that I was doing what was right. I was also told to have faith because everything would work out.
How I've needed to hear that. Even now almost a week later I feel so blessed to have been able to hear that. So what if my house is a mess and the laundry isn't done ? I was working so many hours that really I only had time to come home and sleep and lose sleep so I could hang out with my husband and help him write a 10 page paper ( which i'm also doing tonight) I've been so blessed with a husband who loves me even though the dishes aren't done , the apartments a mess, and my wearing "real" clothes is unlikely. I have a husband who works hard to give me every little thing I want. ( within reason. I still don't have the comforter set I want. Or Cafe Rio)
How could I feel sorry for myself when i've been given so much? Everything will work out. Maybe not in the next year or even 3 years , but it will happen. The bills will get paid. The dishes will get done. So will the laundry. (tonight in fact) Right now I know my focus, our focus , is supposed to be on each other. Loving and supporting each other the best we can in whatever way we can. sorry for the rant. Just needed to share.
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That is such a good point of view! Marriage is quite the adjustment!! It will definitely take time to figure out how to best juggle work, wife duties, husband, and just life. But it'll come! You two will be so great :)
ReplyDeleteAnd by the way... That was my first time crafting in whooo knows how long :) Oh and we never do pillow talk. Once we climb into bed Eric is all about sleep.. no talking :) I always wonder how other couples do it haha!