Today, Ryan and I began moving into our very first apartment together! It is completely bizarre, and a big change, but teems with excitement and anticipation of the new life to come.
Ryan is a cleaning nut!! He scoured the entire house with bleach (a huge fan wafted our fumes over to the neighbors), a mop, a few sponges and tons of paper towels. We actually argued about who got to mop. How silly. I know that won't be happening again :) I unpacked all my dishes from Cherry Hill and found the mugs I made in ceramics, and the giraffe mug Autumn painted 2 summers ago. It was wonderful to discover such warmth and history as Ryan was being the hygienic energizer bunny.
So, Ryan has turned into some kind of mechanical whiz. Our silly landlord (silly is a nice way to put it, unique maybe?) got a fridge that doesn't match the rest of the appliances and opens away from the kitchen into the blank wall. So, as I was lamenting his lack of brain cells, Ryan looked at it and realized he could switch the door! So while I was doing dishes, this amazing guy switched the hinge on our refrigerator door. How fun! He is so surprising.
So here we are, one month from the wedding. It has been really really tough. We have argued for the first time in our entire relationship. All we can imagine is how wonderful it will be when the wedding is over. Sad, but true. I feel uneasy though, because with all the stress, I feel as though my joy is gone. And I don't want that. As we went through Fred Meyer the first time today (first of twice), I asked Ryan, "Where did my joy go? I seem to have lost it." We looked down aisle 9, but that was cleaning supplies. It definitely wasn't there.
Where did it go?
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