Doing It

They say it takes three weeks to develop a habit, which married life seems to have become, considering a month has already passed since our wedding. Other habits have developed throughout the course of my life. I fell into a groove of doing my homework after school every day for about 15 years. Same goes for practicing the clarinet four an hour, four to five days a week. A daily blogging habit manifested for over two years before I returned to BYU.

The past month has consisted of

waking up late – nearly every day, which means we eat breakfast any time between 6:30 and 8:30 every morning
snuggling – because we can, all the time
hanging out with friends – I like this, and I look forward to making new friends at church
talking wike widdle kids – occasionally I’ll sing hymns like a little girl; not the good hymns, just the mostly ridiculous ones. It makes me feel better about singing “In Our Lovely Deseret”
reading books – every day; as of this posting, Reilly’s in the middle of Gone with the Wind, and I’ve restarted A Visit from the Goon Squad
working out – about three times a week; I’m finally starting to feel in shape again
cooking meals – two to three times a day; really big money saver, and it’s fun being able to use our wedding gifts; also, Reilly brings breakfast to me in bed quite a bit
eating out – one to two times a week
going to Target, Wal-Mart, or Bed Bath & Beyond, etc. to redeem gift cards
hiking – once a week; so far we’ve done Rock Canyon, Y Mountain, and Squaw Peak; we’ll be hiking Escalante this weekend
napping – every few days; because we can

This past month has been glorious, and I can’t believe it’s already July 1. We made the decision months ago to get married, and everything leading up to this point has come naturally. We met up with a family I know from NYC a couple weeks ago, and they remarked that we look pretty settled with each other, and the day before our wedding, as we were loading the rental car at my parents’ house, my mother remarked that we already act like we’re married. I like to tell Reilly every day that we’re married and that we’re friends.

We have another six weeks until Reilly returns to work, and I’ve been pushing thoughts aside of updating my résumé. But I know I have to do it. I know there’s work and striving for goals. Meanwhile, we have a trip to NYC and Oklahoma to look forward to;  we’re eager and nearly nauseatingly brimmingly excited to spend every day together for the rest of our lives, eternally.

Mindblowing. Incredible. Fantastic. Amazing. This. We got married a whole month ago.

We did it.

Did you think this post was going to be about sex?

Sunday Chatter

Last night, I took part in the most mature conversation about sex, perhaps in the history of the universe. It was with a married couple and some other singles. It was remarkable. In a world that cheapens and downplays it, this discussion was wholesome and insightful, and it truly edified me. Thank you, married couple, for your boldness. And your honesty. And the ease with which you offered your wisdom. I hope my marriage is as amazing and steady and strong as yours.