Cameron asked me to marry him. I said yes, of course, and that's when our story began. I sort of dropped off the face of the earth because I was planning a wedding and finishing my last semester at BYU, but I think things have calmed down enough for me to actually write again. Perhaps. And perhaps I'll remain the worst blogger on the face of ever and this will be a one-post blog forevermore. I guess time will tell.
In the meantime, I might as well make this a semi-decent post. Married life. I'm hardly an expert because I've been married a grand total of ten days, but those ten days have been wonderful. There have been adjustments, certainly, but they haven't been as shocking (yet) as everyone has led me to believe. I'm sure those will come sooner rather than later, but for the moment being married feels like one forever-long sleepover with my best friend. It's sort of my favorite thing.
The hardest thing about being engaged was saying good-bye every night. So being able to say, "Goodnight, I'll see you in the morning!" is basically my favorite thing. I'm realizing that, though I claim to enjoy organizing, I get overwhelmed very quickly. But mostly just in our living room. It's cluttered right now with gifts that need homes, and there are a lot of things that need to happen before we put things away (one of the main things being opening up the boxes, haha).
I'm already realizing that I married one of the kindest and most generous men, and that is so comforting to me. Neither of us is perfect, and I know that our imperfections will become more apparent as time goes on, but we help each other out. It really is wonderful.
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