So much has happened over the last few weeks...can't really remember where I should start..
But basically we're trying to get used to the whole married life - living with each other thingy.
Its actually more than it seems..instead of lovely mornings and peaceful nights you could actually wake up to tiring mornings and not-so-nice nights. I guess this is what they call marriage..like finally I get what they mean when they ask old couples what it takes to stay together that long and they'd say stuff like 'Patience, love, blah blah..' I never really understood that. But now, I do. It takes a bit of give-and-take, a bit of respecting each other and a whole lot of understanding to actually live harmoniously with your other half.
Thank goodness we've got that few years to play with before the whole house loans, car loans and kids start kicking in. Phew.
Other than that, I've been kinda stuck in the middle lately, find myself re-evaluating my passion in life..it seems pretty hard to imagine that the next 30 (even 40?) years of your life will revolve mainly around your work. Work, work and work. So my bet is that while you're working, you better be loving it, else you'll pretty much end up floating for the next 30 years, living day to day in blindness. I need an exit strategy.
Of course, that said, I'm pretty much risk-averse and I don't have the guts Donald Trump always talks about. That leaves me pretty much with a career that involves me working for someone else, and making more money doing things for other's. Of course there's that service/life-fulfilling thing we always discuss in career/self-development courses. Then again, I just don't find myself contented.
I need a calling. I wonder when it'll come. Maybe I need to look deeper to find myself.
And youd' think that once you're married, you'd be in control.
Geez.
Adults are complicated.