Baby Sister is still on duty...because I know when she reads this she's going to text me and say, "Hey, it's my blog..." and it is...until Monday...but I've been packing boxes for 8 hours straight and I really needed a little break.
I've been married for a total of 5 days now and I have a pet peeve. It's a big one. Ready for it? It's vertigo. You're thinking "wasn't that your pet peeve before you were married?" Why yes it was thanks for asking.
I went to put my head on Jason's shoulder this morning (one thing that ISN'T a pet peeve about being married) and the world began to spin...as it does every other time I get vertigo. Luckily I thought to bring my medicine and so I took it before it got out of control.
Jason asked if I was okay and I moaned a no in reply. A few minutes later I asked, "happen to have a mop bucket?" He did. I used it. Oh the joy. And oh the romance. "Very attractive isn't it honey?" I asked. He said yes it was. Strangely, I think I believed him. He rubbed my back and put a warm washcloth to my head because I was dying from cold chills. He's a good one to have around.
I fell asleep and he went off to do some packing...have I mentioned that Jason has a lot of stuff? Right...I have...it's still true.
Crazy how you make such a big decision as getting married and the reality of life...like mop buckets...still looks you in the face every day.
Okay Baby Sister carry on...I'm back to packing books and headlamps.