My husband is a vampire.
Technically, he’s a sportswriter; however, when you factor in west coast games and deadlines, he’s basically nocturnal. So, yes, he’s a vampire, sans sparkles.
I’m an internet creeper.
Only partially true. I’m a social media strategist by trade, with typical* office hours. My company’s HQ is in Wisconsin and we have clients across the country. As it turns out, I just planned my sixth work trip in a four month period. That’s not so bad, right? It’s only sixish weeks.
So, to recap, you have a nocturnal, traveling sportswriter and a traveling social media strategist with an office job. It’s week 14 in the world of college football, so the sportswriter has only three maybe four trips left on the calendar for the year, I have a trip to snowy Wisconsin, Thanksgiving, my birthday (!) and Christmas.
I can see the light at the end of this crazy 2014 tunnel. This crazy, crazy, blessed 2014 tunnel.
I’m certain the humans who talk about the first year of marriage do not consider moving halfway across the country (four times in three years between the two of us), selling your house, starting a new job, two jobs requiring travel, family changes (graduations, funerals, divorces).
It would have been a lot simpler if we could have focused on normal things. For example, If I could learn not to shrink clothes in the dryer, if T could focus on putting dishes in the dishwasher – not just in the sink – and if I could somehow make my shoes travel from the back door to the closet.
But, then we would have missed out on the hidden gems. Like the pizza party in my grandma’s garage where we found a box of my late father‘s belongings we didn’t know existed. Or, falling even more in love with our first home because we knew we couldn’t stay. Or, following my dad in the U-haul through the South.
Simple isn’t reality. Marriage isn’t a Nicholas Sparks’ novel. Adventures are not for the faint of heart.
*if typical means I work too much. In my opinion, when you dream about work and stay late by choice, you’re in the right place.
**We. It’s that marriage talk