Welcome to my new blog!
I had big intentions before I got married to start writing several times a week when I got to my new home and document the transition into married life, back into the farming community I left when I was twelve, and away from the city I have come to love. However, when we first arrived in our newly remodeled home, it wasn’t finished. Construction dust was everywhere, our appliances were still in their boxes in the middle of the living room, plastic drop cloths covered all the flooring, the only running water we had in the house was to the toilet, and we were road-weary after living out of suitcases for the previous month.
To say that my mind has been in a fog for the last year is no understatement. A few months before the wedding, a very good friend looked at me and asked, “What is WRONG with you? You aren’t like this…” She was referring to my inability to complete a thought, to remember what I had been doing, to follow through on a project, etc. From the time Rick and I started talking in July, 2010, until our marriage, we lived 8 hours apart. We spent hours on the phone each night, neglecting sleep. We traveled back and forth as often as we could, getting little sleep when we were together because we hadn’t seen each other in so long. I was consumed with wedding plans and projects, decisions about the house, trying to pack, working a physically challenging job, keeping up with my friends, and nurturing my relationship with Rick. Melding our two lives and two families together put an emotional strain on me that I underestimated. I felt like I was in a pressure-cooker and the desired result would be good, but the process to get there nearly brought me to the point of exploding…
Our honeymoon was wonderful. We went beautiful places and ate good food and enjoyed one another’s company. But it also brought the challenges of many years of expectations, learning each other’s style and pet-peeves, dealing with exhaustion from the wedding, and being together 24/7 after so much time apart.
When we got to our new house, we had an astonishing list of things that we needed to do immediately. There was no way to prioritize them. We just had to get moving and get it done. We slept on a mattress on the floor, ate and showered down the road at his parents’ house, and tried to remember to enjoy this time in our lives. Slowly, a home started to emerge from the mess, we got our legal and financial affairs in order, and we got caught up on sleep. Friends came over and helped us sort through boxes, put things away, and clean up the dust. Rick’s parents were such a blessing, doing anything they could to help us and spending much of their time putting the finishing touches on the house.
Writing was not a big priority to me during that time. I didn’t have internet access anyway.
For the first time this week, I feel like I’m coming out of the cloud. I’m well-rested. Our house is 99% done. Rick and I have established a routine and are starting to figure out this marriage-thing (although we have so much more to learn). We are settling in. I find the fogginess in my mind is clearing up and my thinking is so much clearer. Whew!
And so I think I’m ready to begin my new blog – writing about married life, country life, and whatever else inspires me. If you’re new to my writing, you can check out my pre-marriage blog at www.kimberlywenger.wordpress.com. Thanks for reading!Read More