But now that I’m back home I’ve begun writing my to-do lists with fervor. After browsing through Angel’s Summer Bucket List I’ve decided to scratch up my own wish list of summer activities.
Lately, I have been feeling lost; before marriage I was busy with two jobs (off and on), school full time, helping at home, and being a Sunday school teacher. Since our wedding day I’ve released many of those roles and have felt that because I wasn’t “busy” I was being lazy or neglectful. Feeling this way has led to many ridiculous rendezvous; take yesterday for example–I spent two hours nervously chewing my finger nails to the bone because I had asked for an application at a crowded, small Thai restaurant which badly needed a cook. As soon as the scrawny, eager waiter requested for me to come back within two hours I knew I was making a mistake. I didn’t want to fill my schedule for the sake of filling it; and for heaven’s sake! I just quite a five year long job working as a cook and was rather enjoying not spending every moment chopping, dicing, and steaming my hair with boiling pasta water.
So I am going to calm down or as my dear husband says, “Wait. God will bring you something; just wait for it.”
(Isn’t he so smart?)
So, without further ado, here is my summer bucket list
hope this finds you well—rejoicing in the peace and joy of the Lord! The
last two days I have enjoyed the sunshine (and rain) with my
sweetheart. Him having two nights off gives wonderful freedom to explore our
city, catch up on sleep, work on house projects, and simply enjoy spending the day
my mister leaves the house for work at 10:30 p.m.? Whatever occurs in the wee
hours of morning while I await D’s homecoming? Since Dalton and I are purposing to
be on a similar schedule I spend my evenings in all sorts of ways. Let me share
some with you.
budget ( S U P E R fun!), investigate
options for insurance, internet and the likes, search for husband birthday ideas
(it’s coming up and you know … I’ve never had a husband to throw parties for.
It’s kind of a new thing ;), create grocery lists, to-do lists, and
random blog post lists.
is considered computer related this pastime deserves its own paragraph. Hours of searching/replying/crying over unnoticed bids occurr in my
solitude. However, I am thankful that these pictures demonstrate
the results of watching over the furniture section like a buzzard over road kill. We were blessed to find a sofa and love seat for $130 and the
cutest bench table for $100. Both in good condition!
The house is abuzz with all
sorts of projects once eleven o’clock strikes. Cabinets come off hinges and are
painted, pantries wiped out, floors mopped, bathrooms sanitized, and occasionally
meals get prepared for. This yummy dish can be found here and was filled with
turkey and cheese (blue for him, cheddar for her). J
prove lovely for listening to music, reading, and writing. My
current favorites include re-playing “Attaboy,” reading God’s words in Psalms and
Proverbs as well as re-reading my copy of Created to be His Helpmeet by Debi
of my current third shift is working with the budget and taking time to read. I
know these slow yet busy days will not always last so I want to be as patient,
thankful, and productive with them as possible.
maintain a weird schedule? I’d love to hear about it!
Hello dear friends!
actually, truly, for the rest of my life, married?
confusing blog post let me tell you something …
best friend every day. Talking budget with him. Learning how to communicate and
share my/our feelings better. Discussing how our parents are doing. Encouraging
him. Showing him what I’ve been doing while he is away at work. Strolling
through town with him. Greeting him at the door. It really has been a blast—and
something I pray lasts for many more years to come.
to make since I became Mrs. Duncan two weeks ago. Let me list them:
with … gulp … a man.
married so of course you’ll sleep with a man.” 😉 But really. This has been an
adjustment and one I am pondering and plan to write more on in the future. J
But there are some moments when I stop and ponder the big questions in life. Who
am I now that I’m married? What am I supposed to do with myself? Who do I
still Frannie. Yet, marriage has altered my course of life drastically. You
see, I think I was prepared for the idea
of marriage and not the reality. I
have spent many years happily single, enjoying the freedom singleness gives,
and knowing exactly who (and how) I wanted to please. The day after our wedding
I sat in bed and asked my beloved husband the silliest of questions, “Who am I
now, Dalton? What do I do with myself?” Thankfully, my tenderhearted, gentle
man didn’t laugh at my quandary and the huge wave of reality that washed over
me. Instead, he gave me encouragement to start slow and see where God takes me
in this new adventure of wifehood.
married as He was when I was single; He knew I would go through an unforeseen identity
crisis, He foresaw that I would wrestle with what I was to do next, He
understood that my rule-loving, schedule-abiding heart would need reminders of
His faithfulness. Most importantly, He understood my heart way before I did.
stud of a husband likes to save money by waiting till the second potty run to
flush the toilet.
into all sorts of adult-like interests (i.e. researching renters insurance, internet
company quotes, homemade cleaners, Craigslist furniture searches, calling stale
bank ladies who seem to hate answering the phone …). Being grownup is really
quite entertaining. And signing all the documents and email signups with my new
last name has proven to be a hassle some days.
now equals adulthood. I’ve always felt that that was how the world viewed me
but I can honestly say that marriage does not “grow you up” or make one feel
validated. It is wonderful and lovely but it is not what makes a girl a woman
or a boy a man. That’s what character and maturity is for.
better or for worse
with several acres in between homesteads. When describing his ideal place to
live my dad puts it this way, “I need to be able to pee off my own porch
without worrying about people … or else I just won’t worry about them.” J
to Jefferson City with Dalton has been one of the most thrilling adventures
yet. I adore this city. I love seeing the neat, brick homes lining the street
and watching families sit on their porches after work. I like living within
hearing distance of the train and church bells. And I thoroughly enjoy being
able to walk downtown passing historical sites all the way to the capital. Dalton
and I were especially excited when the empty apartment above our little home
began to buzz when a new couple moved in. But after being jolted out of bed by the
sound of a well-equipped boom box and later overhearing their relationship
problems through the course of a yelling match I’ve been laughing over how
little I now about living right next to neighbors. Hopefully, I’ll be making
cookies for the new pair and, who knows, maybe our two families will stay in
touch for the rest of our lives. J
blessings my way. I am so thankful God saw it fit to bring D and me together …
and I am so glad I get to share this new adventure in life with you!
special “day dates” we try to make time for; day dates due to the long distance
between us. Last Saturday was one of those special days. My birthday had passed
earlier in the month and for a birthday present, D had graciously laid down his
life (hehehe) and his hard earned money in exchange for two l-o-n-g hours of shopping at Hobby
Lobby. He wanted me to pick out whatever I’d like for the house—I was so
guess being a penny-pincher has taken its toll on me; I didn’t
know how to spend the money! Eventually, we left with two bags and a frame for
the wall. J
community–I am taken with Jefferson City’s historical sights and feel. We
enjoyed a yummy buffet at one of the local Chinese restaurants and later
browsed other small shops. Lots and lots of fun! J
me to be dropped off, I tried to take a few more (better) pictures of the dear
place I will one day call home. It is looking quite lovely—Dalton’s hard work
is making each room brighter and cheerier! I will begin bringing more and more of my things as our
wedding day approaches.