I am currently very hungry with no desire to cook. Ah, you say. But you have a husband, a roommate, a helper! Seems like he should be able to do his share of the cooking, right? Wrong! Don't let him near food preparation! He can do meats and he can do eggs. Besides that, well, let's just say the last time he tried to boil water my stove and pan almost got ruined! It's ok though. That is part of my job as wife. It just makes times like these that much worse. I am very hungry and I have no desire to stand in front of the stove making yummy cheesy chicken and teriyaki noodles. Or whatever I decide to actually make. 

This seems so minor, but it made my day. My Liberty email was recently changed to reflect my married name. I think anything addressed to rebonnell or reiveson will go the same mailbox, but the appearance of it is everything! When you're married (and I still think of myself as "newly" married) every little thing makes a difference. I love seeing my married name on things. It's weird how it seems odd when people use my maiden name. I feel like Becca Bonnell and Rebecca Iveson are two totally different people. Funny how that works, eh?

How is everything "Epic" nowadays? I might have already written about this, but seriously? If I say something is "Epic", then you better believe it was! Epic to me means once in a lifetime. Never happening again. Cannot be beat. Never repeated. Nothing else will even come close. That is epic. It appears about every three facebook status updates I read. Seriously? Is everything that happens to these people truly epic? I hate how words lose meaning. That can be applied to a lot of things in life nowadays, but I'm just going to to let it sit. Interesting to think about though. 

I'm not sure if I can wear T-shirts at my new job. I know working in an office means professional dress, which I am very excited about. My mom bought me some new skirts and gave me money for some new khaki pants. She bought me some new collared shirts (short and long sleeved) and some other work appropriate tops. But I also have some dressier Tees that I love and would hate to have to save for weekends alone. Sometimes not even weekends since I'll be working rotating Saturdays. The dress code says no T-shirts, but I'm not sure if that means absolutely nothing in the T-shirt genre or merely graphic Tees. I'll clarify on my first day of work, but I love wearing cool casual Tees. I dress them up with a necklace or scarf most of the time so it doesn't look unprofessional. Please oh please let me wear my Tees! Since I have a phone job it's not like clients will be seeing me anyways. Sigh. Such is life and office employment. I am very excited to be able to wear some of my nicer clothes without fear of paint getting spilled on it or boogers wiped all over the sleeves. Sure, it all washes out, but if it's a dry clean only item it's more of a pain and questionable if it will truly be clean ever again. 

I did about five loads of laundry today. I do my laundry every Saturday. I had my new clothes from my mom to wash, Matthew got some new clothes too, plus our clothes we wore this past week, and we had extra pants in there this week for some odd reason. All amounts to me doing a lot of laundry. I don't mind housework, but I hope to never have to do that much back to back again. When we have children and a house of our own I'll probably do laundry every day in some capacity. But I hope I don't ever let it pile up. I like doing two loads generally, a light pile and a dark. Sometimes I have a medium or a towels/sheets load. But generally two loads at a time is enough for me. Five is entirely too much! 

Enough procrastination, I suppose. I'm sure the husband creature is beginning to hunger as well. 

P.S.

I am still very very happily married. I think it's been better in this our second year of marriage than it was in our first! Somehow. I always hear that it just keeps getting better and better. It amazes me how perfectly life works out sometimes, if you put your faith in the Lord. Matt was asking me last night what I would be doing if we weren't together and hadn't gotten married. I didn't have very satisfactory answers. Sure, I could have met someone else at college and still gotten married. But if Matt and I weren't together I wouldn't have gone to Liberty and who knows what major I would've ended up with and who I would've been friends with. Not a pleasant picture. Or I would be alone, living at home until I figure things out, and most likely freeloading off my parents. I'm good at that. There were a few other options that are probably the most realistic but have to do with certain "friends" of mine that also don't paint a very pretty picture. It really made me think. One of those "It's a Wonderful Life" moments. I even dreamed my life was different last night! So I am very thankful life ended up the way it did. God knew best what and who I needed. I love my husband. I am just so blessed.