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The Whole Elephant

Published April 4, 2015 by Malia

Today, I boxed up the boy’s old dishes, and supply of plastic glassware, and unpacked my dishes & non-plastic glassware and put it away on the shelf.  I’m in the middle of making my second loaf of bread, with my super awesome new bread machine.  I cleaned the master bathroom.  I emptied the trash out of my car (it was such a mess, it went well beyond embarrassing).  I accomplished much, and yet I’m sitting here feeling like I accomplished nothing.

If I were Suzy Q. Homemaker, I’d have everything clean, the basement would be completely organized, the laundry would be going, the thank you notes would be written and delivered, and all of my belongings would be unpacked and put away and no longer living in boxes making the guest room look like a disaster area storage unit.  (And I wouldn’t be writing long run-on sentences.  Also, I wouldn’t be using terrible grammar because I’m too lazy to go back and fix obvious mistakes.)

As of today, we’ve been married for three weeks, and I’m feeling a little overwhelmed.  It’s hard to explain.  It’s been a crazy amount of change in a very short amount of time.  Before three weeks ago, I’d never kissed a guy, let alone lived with one.  Before three weeks ago, the most responsible thing I had to do everyday was just make sure I got myself to work.  The boy has been amazing.  He’s incredibly patient with me, and that’s truly what’s getting me through this.

I had lunch with my dad yesterday, and I was telling him about how frustrated I am with myself.  Basically, I want to be SuperWife, and falling  short of mark makes this perfectionist want to cry.  I told him that I wish I had taken more than a week and a half off from work.  I had no idea how overwhelming and stressful this all would be.  He was really sweet and kind, and asked me, “How do you eat an elephant?”  Now, the correct answer is, “One bite at a time,” but lately I’ve been approaching things, “The whole thing in one bite!”

So, I’m going to do my best to hang up the cape.  Let some other poor woman try to be SuperWife.  I think right now the best thing I can do for the boy and myself is just be Wife.

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It’s the big 2-9

Published November 24, 2013 by Malia

This is it.  As of 2:35 this morning, I entered my last year of my twenties.

Praise God.

Seriously.

It seems like the majority of people dread the end of their twenties.  Thirty seems to be a death sentence.  I, however, don’t see it that way.  My twenties sucked.  There were definite positive moments, and I’ve made some incredible friends; but overall the whole twenties thing was less than impressive.

So, since it is the end of a decade, it seems like I should put some actual work into becoming the woman I want to be, and not just keep thinking, “Yeah, I’ll do it later.”  Here are a few things I intend to work on this coming year:

1.  Exercise consistently.  I’m really bad at this.  I’ll do a few weeks faithfully, and then a month will go by before I exercise again.  Not a solid life plan.

2.  Eat healthier.  This one should be simpler than it is.  Mostly, I’m very rebellious, and I don’t really want to eat right, even though it’s what’s best for me.

3.  Update my blog more frequently.  I have this, I really should use it more than once every month and a half.

4.  Read more new material.  Raise your hand if you’ve read Lord of the Rings more than ten times…twenty times..thirty times…Wait, am I the only one with my hand still up?  How many times have I read it, you may ask?  Well, the truth is, I know it’s more than thirty, but I really don’t know.  I was super obsessed for many years.  I need to force myself to get some fresh material in the mix.  Suggestions welcome.

5.  At least make an attempt to show people I care about what’s going on in their life.  I really struggle to let people know I care.  My heart will be breaking on the inside, but on the outside, I’m usually a jerk.  It’s not intentional, I just have some lousy social skills.

6.  Clean my room and unpack.  This is more than a little embarrassing.  I’ve never really unpacked from moving home.  I have lots of boxes that I’ve been refusing to deal with.

7.  Work on looking more feminine.  Something else I really struggle with.  Looking attractive terrifies me.  I’m sure that seems silly, but it really does freak me out.