second verse...this time with less vitirol...
Home life is stressful at the moment, but it's a good sort of stress (in that any sort of stress could be 'good')...it's stress caused by good things I s'pose is a better way of jotting it. Julee is down to 7 more weeks before we meet our daughter, more or less depending on the little one's whim ultimately...as she will arrive when she decides she will arrive. Julee and I are doing well, in fact with all the anger I have at work lately, she's been an absolute angel...not really drawing the anger out and away, but blunting it to a sort of dull rumble when she's around. To toss a metaphor out, she doesn't quench the flame...but keeps it to a smouldering ember while she's around, mostly just by virtue of being around. (Still amazed at that ability of hers) We finished getting all the paperwork autographed and the money shuffled into the right hands so as of next week we are out of the apartment and into a house that we'll be renting (with the option of buying). Quite a decent little place, right off the main drag, but quiet enough and secluded enough that you'd never know you were in the heart of Brandon...a mere 10 minutes away from I-75. Suburbia at it's finest. I s'pose the oddest thing about being married thus far is the little moments that suddenly 'feel' like we're married. A few worth mentioning in no particular order: me actually sharing (without prompting) my frustrations and aggravations about work with Julee and realising as I did that my frustrations don't just affect me anymore...they affect 'us*', everyone leaving after the babyshower and the two of us, blissfully exhausted, looking at each other and laughing for no reason other than we were finaly alone. Ordering dinner at Chili's the other night and saying 'uhm...I'm not sure what my wife will have, but I know she'll want a lemonaid and two waters'....there are countless others. All tiny and small little flickers of larger moments, but proof that the comfort of being married is settling down upon me well.
*us is a word that has come to have grand meaning to me of late...since before this year, 'us' no matter who it referred to meant 'me....aaaaaand someone else', where as now when I say 'us'...I mean 'my family'. Julee, the wee one, and myself...it's a solid word now, not something slick and maleable that rolls to the side and bends out of the way when I don't need it to be around. In keeping with my belief that it's what a word means to us, not so much what a word means, when we use it...it's been a rather shocking and grand revelation of my own character. Insight to the good and to the bad.
*us is a word that has come to have grand meaning to me of late...since before this year, 'us' no matter who it referred to meant 'me....aaaaaand someone else', where as now when I say 'us'...I mean 'my family'. Julee, the wee one, and myself...it's a solid word now, not something slick and maleable that rolls to the side and bends out of the way when I don't need it to be around. In keeping with my belief that it's what a word means to us, not so much what a word means, when we use it...it's been a rather shocking and grand revelation of my own character. Insight to the good and to the bad.