Wow. It has been a really long time. And the only reason I'm posting now is because I got feeling really guilty after reading the blog of a friend who, by all appearances, has even less time than I do for blogging and yet blog she does anyway. Every once in a while I get the impression that I lead a very different life than most people. And I don't mean that in a braggy sort of way. Actually I'm not sure it's even a good thing sometimes.
So this will be quick, because it's late and a Wednesday (not a Friday) and when I type I can hear Tony shuffling around in bed so I think it's bothering him. But I desire to blog almost daily, but I can never convince myself to when I actually do feel I have the time. Here's just a short recap on Us:
Tony is currently working at Solitude Ski Resort as a heavy machinery/diesel mechanic guy. He gets to use big tools and fix big things like snowcats, and be in the gorgeous Utah mountains all day, and even snowboard when there's snow. He loves it. Just ask him. Now that Summer is (SLOWLY) scooching in, we'll hopefully get to spend some saturdays hiking Solitude's trails and maybe playing a round of disc-golf or two, although probably not that last one cause it still sounds boring to me.
Tony is a mechanic for a reason. I think it's something physical in his blood, because what he does in his spare time is think of cool ways to fix things - and he's good at it. He fixed our car with a piece off of his mountain bike (allowing us to make it to the movie on time, which adds bonus points), and he also managed to fix a machine that was basically completely foreign to him: an antique typewriter. He used fishing line and a spring out of a pen to do it, so he's also a little MacGuyverish. I love him for it.
I am still working at the Lolie Eccles Child Care Center at the YWCA downtown, as an assistant teacher in a classroom of 1.5 to 2 year-olds. Sometimes it's great and sometimes I come home in tears, but I haven't been able to find another job so maybe it's where I need to be. Work and spend time with Tony is basically all I do. All sewing and art-related things have been put off until we can sort through our extra room. I feel kinda lame about doing nothing but work and feeling so exhausted from it. Some people my age are doing school and work AND even families sometimes, and still even manage to have friends I think. I really miss being in school and kindof want to study art again even though I have no idea what to actually get a degree in, just to be back in a classroom and be back creating stuff. To be honest, mostly I just don't want to take any more time away from being with Tony than we already have to with work. It's a little pathetic, and that's what I mean about being different than most people. Other people seem to be okay with continuing to do their own thing after marriage or dating, secure in the knowledge that their Person will still be there at the end of the day. Me, I feel insatiably hungry for the presence of the one I love and dread any time I am forced away from him. Maybe that should be a goal to change, cause it's probably not healthy.
And really, that's about it. This ended up a little more personal than I intended it to be, but I am a rusty blogger at best right now. Other than the things I just complained about, life is truly fantastic. I love our home, I love our relationship, and I love the things we do together. We're having a yard sale on saturday and that's been our big deal for about two weeks. Oh our exciting life! But I really do love it. Now I'm going to turn this thing off and sink into bed, and not make any promises about writing more in the near future.