24 posts tagged “love”

Does it matter that my bank balance is overdrawn just days after payday?
Does it matter that I work ten hour days for little money and little benefits?
Does it matter that my assets are few and far between?
Does it matter that the house we've made a home belongs to someone else?
Does it matter that my car revs like a ten tonne lorry?
Does it matter that people think we're crazy?

No. It doesn't matter.

The only thing that matters is the feeling I get when I look at you. And realise that you make me happier than any of those other things ever could.

I dislike:

• that Tony is stuck in a job he is way better than and that because of the current economic/ employment circumstances he cannot seem to find anything else, no matter how hard we try. I hate that he is under-appreciated in work and that it's beginning to get him down...seriously get him down. I just want to hug him until someone gives him the job he deserves, in the hopes that my hugs will make him feel better.

• that this is the longest month ever, or at least it seems it whilst we await payday. (Tony's employer was a dickhead and he didn't get paid his full hours this month...but he'll get them next month. Somehow that's supposed to make paying bills and buying food and putting petrol in the car to get to work easier this month. I think not.)

• mowing the lawn. So, I am not doing it. It's as simple as that. So what if it's on its way to being renamed "the Jungle" instead of "The Garden"

• films that are awesome all the way through and then get ruined in the last ten minutes by a shit ending. Case in point- Knowing. I was completely in to it, feeling dark and tense and scared. The special effects were amazingly realistic. And then, the end came. Utter disappointment.

I like:

• having plans to look forward to and nearly having the money to do some stuff (payday is seven days away)- hen night, rugby with friends, The Hangover, dinner with my hubby

• the pile of potentially good books at the side of my bed. There's about twelve 'must-reads' sitting in my bedroom just waiting for me to devour them...when I'm next in a reading mood.

• that I wrote a poem today. I would like to point out that this is my first of 2009. I feel a mixture of shame, relief and hope at this last statement. Maybe it will be the first of many. Let's hope.

I love:

• every moment with Tone. We rock. I love that we rock.
  

I'd like to get married to Tony right now. This is why people get married. This is the way everyone should feel when they share their wedding day.

I told Tony this today. He agreed. He told me he'd like to marry me now because now he knows me.

It made me want to marry him over and over.

"We must be willing to get rid of the life we've planned so as to have the life that is waiting for us."- Joseph Campbell

Never has a truer word been spoken.

Are we where we expected or planned to be five years ago? No. We got rid of the life we had planned.

Was the life waiting for us better? Yes. Without a doubt.

You make me so happy, Tone. I really do love everything about us :)

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I have missed Tuesday for the last decade...ok week, but it seems longer. I thought I'd be a rebel and do it today instead. Why not, hey?

Things that I don't like:

• family issues
• sad sisters
• being tired
• having no time to organise my life
• clothes chaos
• landlords who visit at 9am
• no promotion news

Things that I do like:

• days off
• retail therapy
• new clothes
• dressing nice for work
• lie in tomorrow
• food
• gym incentives
• having a little spare cash
• painted nails
• exotic juice drink from ASDA (simple but true)
• the Twilight books (on number two)
• ReadItSwapIt.co.uk (4 swaps today!!)
  

I went out last night with a group from work. After food, a few of us ventured in to town for drinks and dancing. It was a late one but we had good fun. They were a fun group to go out with. Anyways, there were three of us out towards the end. Myself, T, 40-something divorcee with two teenage boys, and K, 30-something soon to be divorcee who just found out her husband is sleeping with a woman ten years her junior. Current relationship issues aside, we had good fun.

Understandably, with K's current situation, the topic of marriage came up after a few drinks. Both women met their respective husbands at the age of 19 or so, fell in love, married and had children quickly. K talked about how she had met P (the man who has cheated on her, broken her heart and left her and her to pay an extortionate morgage whilst helping their son trough university) and fallen in love instantly. She thought they were invincible, had never felt that way before despite having previously been married. Both K and T called themselves naive, used a generalisation to suggest all couples who get married young are naive.

Uh, hello. I am here, in this conversation. I am young. I am married. They didn't wish to offend by their generalisation and I didn't take offense. To them, they were just speaking from experience. But it makes you think, you know? Just like these women, I met Tony when I was young. We married because we were besotted with each other. Are besotted. Still. Even though our relationship is different now, better, more mature. Now I know relationships can be hard, that they take work from both parties. I like to think that Tony and I will last forever. I like to think that we can get through whatever lies ahead- for better or for worse. I love him and he loves me. We have dreams. We have hope. Does that make us naive?

What makes a person rich?

Love.

Love from a husband or wife  or boyfriend or girlfriend. Love from family. Love from friends.

Love.

I still loathe money and the way it makes the world go around, but my loves for today outweigh that.

Loves:

• putting the Christmas tree up
• days off
• cold outside, cosy inside
• hot water bottles
• having a generous husband
• early birthday presents
• movie days
• wearing Tony's clothes

:)