Day 272.

Dear New Husband,

A moderately busy day. A morning of meetings, being incredibly overwhelmed by the amount of study materials I have to take for my licensing exam, but still being relieved that the finish line is near.

Again, another evening at home, complete with a homemade dinner - but this is how I want to spend my Friday night. I want to spend it with you, addressing Christmas cards and watching Christmas movies. Nothing is more relaxing than a quiet evening at home [Which lets be honest, we seldom have gotten the last couple of weeks] and enjoying simple pleasures.

Thanks for always being up to being slightly agoraphobic with me.

I love you,
Your New Wife.

Day 271.

Dear New Husband,

A mental health day for me as I celebrate the first day 'off' that I have had in a very long time. Granted, I got bored pretty instantly, but it was good for me. 

Plus, we later got to spend a wonderful time at Trader Joe's. Nothing I love more than grocery shopping with you. Plus, I don't have to do all the heavy lifting. Everyone wins!

Thanks for a peaceful evening, and for enjoying the simple pleasures with me. Including leftovers.

I love you,

Your New Wife.

Day 270.

Dear New Husband,

It was an enjoyable date night, celebrating the fact that I am finished with my major assignments for graduate school. We celebrated by going to see Lincoln at a nearby movie theater that serves dinner and drinks, while you are reclining in a recliner.

I mean, really. How much more American could we get?

But movies like that get me all twitterpated in regards to the democratic process of policy making. . . Gives me an itch to get my law degree. Hold me back, dear one. Encourage me that master level social workers can get somewhere with policy without a law degree.

Otherwise, you will have more psychotic, emotional breakdowns if I do decide that law school is in my future. You've been warned.

I love you,
Your New Wife.

Day 269.

Dear New Husband,

IT. IS. FINISHED.

I did it. I finished my capstone paper - adding research, revisions and edits - in 13 hours. Holy. Crap. I cannot even believe its over. Thank goodness.

Now my heart will just shrink down to the size of a raisin until I get my grade back. No biggie.

Thank you, again, for being so supportive and sweet today. I did nothing to merit your support and I'm so thankful and grateful for it. You always da best.

I love you,
Your New Wife.

Day 268.

Dear New Husband,

A day full of school work for me. A day filled with regular work and some school work for you. So excited that our school work is coming to an end.

Hopefully my school work is coming to an end forever for me; or unless I elect to self-inflict more education on myself. Which I, sadly, could see myself doing. I literally cannot help myself - I love learning and academics. Although, today - Its the worst.

But thanks for pulling out all the stops on being extra supportive this week. Especially since tomorrow is going to be super painful as I finish my capstone paper tomorrow. Woof.

I love you,
Your New Wife.

Day 267.

Dear New Husband,

A day complete with discovering you may have been bitten by a brown recluse [Pending further investigation and you making a doctor's appointment for tomorrow], me napping for most of the afternoon as I stayed up until 2 am last night working on a group project/assignments for class, me working more on assignments for class, and ending with a Dallas Cowboys win. 

Oh, and your triumphant return home. Let's not forget that. I'm glad you had a great time, but I'm so glad you're home. Mainly because I love you. And mainly because I still have some Christmas decorations I want to hang, but cannot do it solo because I'm too short.

Thankful for your genetics that make you tall. Thankful that you always miss me when you're gone.

I love you,

Your New Wife.

Day 266.

Dear New Husband,

While you're off in the woods and I'm at home, doing things like getting a mani/pedi, getting a car wash and spending our money at Trader Joe's on things like Greek yogurt and prosciutto, its fun for me to live the pseudo single-lady life style.

Well. Pseudo single-lady life style that includes staying up late to continue to work on my school work and work projects that are still left undone. But that's beside the point - its nice to have some alone time, and some time with friends. Not that I don't get those things when you are in town, but. . . I feel like I'm explaining this wrong and making it sound terrible. But you know what I mean. I think its something along the lines of absence makes the heart grow fonder. And I'm enjoying getting some things taken off of my to-do list. Or something like that.

Excited to have you back home tomorrow, but have enjoyed this weekend.

I love you,

Your New Wife.