So it's been just about 7 months since Irish and I tied the knot, strange how fast time goes. And now for a short recap of what we have...(shall I say experienced?)...together. We moved into an apartment that was dirty and gross with pee on the toilet seat and a brown bathtub. (I know I've talked about it, I'm mentioning it again). I cleaned and cleaned and got us all moved in. The toilet overflowed, the towel rack broke once, was fixed and then broke again, mold began to emerge and show it's bright green evil head in our bathroom, three outlets in the kitchen stopped working (which is a big deal when there's only five), the garbage disposal stopped working and smelled, once fixed the garbage disposal leaked and leaked and was finally replaced. Our cable no longer works, the internet is dodgey, and Irish and I have come to the sad realization that we saw each other more when we were dating then we have as being married. Now please realize that since we live in an Apt building, management takes care of these things which is why they did a very bad job in fixing whatever was the problem with our apt....
But not all things have been bad, Irish was sick last week with the Rodo virus and I nursed him back to health. (Which was ABSOLUTELY no fun for him but a little fun for me-until I was so dog tired-because I got to see him 100% more than I usually get to) Irish also recently switched jobs so that now he will be getting home at 3:00 pm instead of 11:00 pm which makes my day happier. After becoming scuba certified last September, we finally went Scuba Diving, where we couldn't see a thing because large people who couldn't swim where kicking up the bottom and making the visibility terrible, but we still had fun. We learned that many of our friends are needy and cry and are "butt hurt" when we don't hang out with them when they want. I'm sorry I don't like bowling and you won't budge on doing anything else.
My dance team has gotten better, even though Irish still refuses to come and dance with me. It's ok, I understand that the men on my team are somewhat flamboyant and you have nothing in common with them. Also, the dances we are doing aren't as bad as I originally thought, yay for me!
I cut bangs, and Irish likes them, but he loves me so I think he would like really any thing I did to my hair. (Well, that's at least what I like to think....)
Over all I guess the first seven months haven't been so bad. We spent time with his family and mine and haven't driven eachother crazy (he at least hasn't driven me crazy although I'm sure I've pushed him pretty close to the edge). If our lives turn out to be this action-packed, I'm sure life will never be dull. At least I can hope right?
