I honestly wasn't sure I was going to get back to this. I'm obviously not good at posting with any regularity but that's cool since I don't think anybody reads it anyway. :)
I've been married almost 7 months now. I thought the boy was bizarre before marriage. Turns out he seems to have been waiting until I was legally tied to him before unleashing the really annoying stuff.
Last night I got home from work and the whole house smelled like gasoline. Apparently he forgot to turn the gas off on his motorcycle (not entirely sure what this means, and no, I don't want someone to tell me. I don't care) and it peed all over the garage. I'm surprised the cat is still alive. I spent a couple hours getting high before he got home. I tried to work out but almost fell over 20 minutes in because I was dizzy. Awesome. I would like to know how someone who's been riding motorcyles for 15 or so years forgets to turn off something like that.
My other recent favorite is him coming home at midnight-ish after dirt biking in his friend's field. He left his clothes halfway into the dining room. I've realized he thinks that room doubles as a mud room, literally.
I am, of course, perfect and give him no cause to wonder if I'm a crazy person. I wonder what stories he tells about me. I know he has fuzzy feelings about my general lack of PMS. I don't think I do anything anywhere near as amusing and story worthy as the things he does. I'm pretty sure my life goes like this: wake up, go to work, go home, workout, make dinner, do laundry, go to bed. Weekends are exactly the same except remove work.
I can't wait until summer. I need to get out of the house and do stuff.
