There's something they don't tell you about getting married.
Everyone assumes you're going to be so wrapped up in your little married life that they stop calling, texting, and inviting you to do things. Don't get me wrong. I adore my husband. Dave is the best thing that ever happened to me.
But three nights a week he goes to work, and three nights a week I'm home alone from 6 to 6 pondering my life's purpose. I clean. But there's not that much to clean. I'm finishing up writing all the thank you cards, and you can only craft so much. I really miss having a best friend.
When Suz was here, it was awesome. I had my husband, and my best friend, and my family, and it was perfect. I have Cailie and Nolle now, and they are always up for hanging out. But I wish I could figure out why I feel lonely.
I'm not really alone. I'm married, for hell's sake.
Any suggestions on feeling less poopy and more awesome?
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