April 16, 2010

• Back again, waiting for my husband to get off work.

  He's going to give his two weeks notice soon.  We've given up on the idea of starting a small business because it will be far too much stress for me to deal with.  After a lot of thinking, I've decided I'll only be satisfied with two scenarios.  1) He becomes a househusband, cooking, cleaning, and driving me to and from work, taking the pressure off of me to be both a responsible graduate student as well as an excellent housekeeper.  This would also afford me the pleasure of disregarding his work schedule, allow me to stay up until 6 AM, sleep until 3 PM and working until 11 PM as is my nature rhythm.  2) He gets a job at Volition, a video game developer right here in town.  While it may not be his favorite game company in the whole world or anything, it is still most certainly a step in the right direction toward eventually working for Blizzard or Bioware.  I looked at our finances and as long as we don't reproduce in the next few years we have nothing to worry about.  We can easily survive off of my salary alone and have already saved a fair amount for future use and emergencies.  Yes, yes, if he kept his horrible, boring, fruitless job we could save even more, but life is too fucking short to be frustrated for five years just because someone is paying you for it.  I'll be very happy when he tells me he gave his notice.  We'll probably go out somewhere fancy to celebrate...like Steak 'n Shake.

  A very fantastic aspect of my life right now is love.  A few days ago I posted a facebook status:
  
  Kathryn XXXXXX is madly in love with you.
  
  It only applies to five people.  One of them reads this blog.  One of them is married to me.  Two of them will never appreciate my sentiment, but it's still there all the same.  The last is basically the female version of the one who is married to me.  She is beautiful, inside and out, in all the ways that I find most attractive.  We've hung out several times and each time I could barely leave her side when I had to go.  The most recent time I almost kissed her, but pulled back just in time for her not to notice.  I'm nervous and goofy just like I used to be when I had crushes in high school.  It's fantastic, honestly.  We craft together.  She helped me make my husband's costume for ACen, and as she leaned over the sewing machine that's when I almost kissed her.  Her neck was right there, asking for it, but I knew that would be absolutely the wrong thing to do except in my twisted little mind.  I'm not very tactful.  I have a lot of trouble not just immediately touching people I find mentally AND physically attractive.  So it's been hard.  However, it's also been extremely wonderfully amazing.  And it isn't awkward.  We've had dinner with her, my husband and me, and it felt like we were already a love triangle.  I just hope I don't mess it up by acting too quickly.  My fingers are crossed indefinitely.

  I think that gets us up to date.  I'll do my best to post more regularly and live up to the little "Lifetime" box that appears next to my name.

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