The Newlyweds

Oh The Newlyweds, how are The Newlyweds?

Those Steinkuhlers.


Well, Tommy is sitting on our new Xtra long couch, eating Honey Nut Cheerios straight from the bag while squinting at a miniature copy of Justice League Sinister Imitation like it's the most engrossing textbook on his college required list.

No, Jon and Jamo, it is sadly not on his required reading list.
I believe he got it for free from the darn box of cheerios.

He and I have eaten breakfast, lunch, supper, dessert AND I have promised him a night of our favorite t.v. shows if he gets his homework done but he is opting for choice number 2: cheerios and Justice League.


I am snuggled next to him wearing 3 layers of clothes, a blanket and a toasty laptop learning about Thai Peanut Sauce and How Best To Apply Red Lipstick and work it all-the-live-long-day because I, dear Nakies, have gone domestic.

DOMESTIC.

In that I have once again acquired a place of my own = I am the only woman in this whole house!

I have decided that one man and one woman can live in a shared space quite nicely and it can feel like theirs to both of them.

But toss another woman into the mix, and it's infringement. All of a sudden territories need to be marked. Give me the tape. And heavens, please! Sharpie my name on my milk!

Toss another man into the mix, and it's annoying.
Honey, I just got you accustomed to my weird ways [i.e. "Rules" and "Demands for Sanity"], now I have to do it again? He's just not getting it!


Now Tommy leaves me alone all day and my mind goes crazy with the possibilities.

What can I cook for dinner!
I could make anything!
I don't even have to wear pants!
I can watch a full movie in the middle of the day!
I can leave the milk out and put it back when I want to!
MARGGHHH Chocolate milk for breakfaaast!!!


Am I searching for jobs?
Yes.
Have I called a whole bunch of people and asked necessary and undesirable questions?
Yes!
Did I have a mini break down when I applied online to KFC and Pizza Hut?
YES! ...who wouldn't?


Have I gone business to business with my resume?
Not yet.
I may be able to smell the future cheese stuck in my shoe traction from working in Greasy Hut, but baby, it's cold outside. Domestic does not equal desperate.

I'm actually quite hopeful : )

I am momentarily unemployed, and I feel good about it. I'm making progress even though it's slow.
My baby is in college and he's taking it on like a wizard.

We've got great food to eat every day and a bed every night. We could even sleep on the couch! Options baby!


Kisses and hugs to everyone!