Tuesday, August 31, 2010

My husband is working on getting a new job, one that would have him home every evening and weekend, with paid vacations and benefits, and I am giddy at the idea. I felt reluctant to encourage him to seek out a new position, because I know that he loves what he does and felt that if he was doing something that was less than thrilling -- but, we're both ready for a change and I feel very strongly that our productivity and happiness depends on seeing each other more, at least for the time being.

On the other hand, having him around more will be a huge adjustment. We both acknowledge that we get lonely, and that being healthy and motivated is easier when you have a partner to do it with, but at the same time, we're both very used to being alone when we want to be. But, marriage is about finding balance. And we'll find it.

Thursday, August 26, 2010

So, it's now August 26. According to my calendar, we plan to move in 248 days. That seems like a really long time, but we all know that the older you get, the faster time moves.

I've been feeling dissatisfied with life, in general, lately. My job is beginning to annoy me, and I wake up more mornings than I'd like to dreading my workday. I'm more than disgruntled with the fact that I haven't gotten any sort of raise in 2 years, and that my job becomes increasingly stressful and filled with things that are, in fact, not my job. For a while, I was sympathetic to the fact that it's a non-profit, struggling economy, etc...so, I was okay with working for less than I'm worth. But, lately, it's just not working for me. Hopefully that will change soon.

Life at the James house is good -- stressful, as I do not spend nearly enough time with my husband, which puts strain on us. It's ironic that we all we both want is for the other to be happy and to have what they want, but that's what causes us to argue. But, hopefully, that will change soon, too. It would be magical to have a partner who is awake and home when I am. Magical.

There are a lot of things that I wish for: a budget with much fewer "to be paid" rows, a dog that liked kids and didn't growl at strangers, a job that I love and pays me enough to eliminate some of those "to be paid" rows, friends that lived down the street instead of across the country --- but, at the end of the day, I've got very little to complain about. But I will anyway. :)