Tuesday, September 30, 2008

Happy Anniversary to Us....

Friday was our 5th anniversary.


Have we really been married 5 years? The marriage certificate says so, so I guess it really must be true. So much has happened in the past 5 years that they've just flown by. We've weathered several moves, in-laws, house buying and remodeling, 3 years of school, 3 bouts of mom's cancer, two jobs for me, four (almost five) years of TTC and all that go with it, and a whole host of other things that seem small but were really big at the time.

When we got married, we only owned the truck. No house, and the second car that we had was being paid on. I was working for a steel company and DH had JUST started working in IT three weeks earlier. We had a ton of debt, including credit card and student loan. Now? We own a house, the truck, and a new car. Our debt is less, although not gone and about to get bigger in June when my 6-month grace period is up for loans. I will hopefully be starting a new job at the beginning of the year as well, which will mean another adjustment for us.

I worry. We've done well so far, but I read somewhere that the 5th year was the hardest. That's the point where you usually have kids, and they're in the toddler stages (which is rough, so I hear), and life is really starting to kick into full gear. For us, we have no kids and are still sorta coming to grips with that. The in-laws have been out for 4 months, so it's also still being adjusted to - we didn't really realize what his parents did, or how much crap that was here was theirs that we don't have now (wheelbarrow, post digger, soy sauce) and have to go buy. It's just "always been here", according to DH. So we're spending more money and I'm worried about that. Death of a loved one is also high on that stressor list and I've been waiting for the other shoe to drop for a while now - the waiting is killing me. I'm not looking forward to dealing with the aftermath. I worry about DH, because I know it's going to be hard on him too and he's going to shove it aside to help me, which really ISN'T a help because I need to know that he's hurting too. I want to be able to cry together, to be strong for him and have him be strong for me, to get through it together - but I know better. I'm just hoping that it doesn't end up being too much for us.

OY! Time for class! I gotta run...thanks for checking in with me!