First time in three years: Sleeping for 13 hrs. straight.
First time in God knows when: Deciding to stay in instead of going out.
First time in the married life: I'm starting to feel couped out.
First time in the married life: I decided to finally be healthy.

Last time to be in the same bed at night with Edil: Tomorrow.

I officially start being a vampire on Sunday.
I'm going to work graveyard shifts again and the thought of not embracing and cuddling with Matthew before going to bed depresses me - it's as if I wasnt working GY shifts for 1 and a half years before. The thought of not having early morning sex makes me feel frustrated. ARGH! When will I ever get a spine and just hand over my resignation letter?!

Too many things have beeing going on I haven't had time to really really sit down and write, let it flow. Seeing my thoughts written down gives me a certain calm actually. I think I need more of that.

We let our first month of married life pass by without fanfare. Too tired. We really need househelp. It's killing our romance. When we start getting it on, I remember I need to cook rice for dinner or it starts to rain and I need to get the clothes hanging outside. Bad treeeeeeeep. It doesnt help my husband isnt that domesticated. He is great with Matthew though. The kid needs a Dad more than a Mom Im starting to think.

Boo.

Im going to drink the night away. Edil's away.
Time for ChocNut and some white wine.
ChocNut, Wine, Me and the Internet.
Ah Bliss.

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