First posting...always the trickiest. Where to begin? Should I begin as if you, the reader, and I, the writer, are already friends and we're already in the middle of a conversation? Should I be more formal and give the life story?
Hello all, I'm Megan.
Today is a day like every other. I wake up, make the coffee, turn on the news, and stare at my computer. Answer some emails, check the facebook page... Yes, this is my life.
I was transported from a busy, corporate job in a city into a life that consists of working a couple hours a week from my home on a naval base. While Mr. Navy* goes off to work each day, I stay here and do very important wifely duties. I try hard to get the kitchen floor clean, although these tiles always give the illusion of dirt. I clean our clothes, fold them, put them away. I prepare dinner for the evening. I read the celebrity gossip headlines. I try, slowly, not to go insane.
Not that I don't love taking care of Mr. Navy. I do. I love giving him a clean home--one that I know he is proud of. I love making his lunch, and trying to be sure he is eating healthy. I love cooking his dinner, and making sure he always has enough clean underware and socks. Don't get me wrong--I adore him. But I can't help but miss the way life used to be. Important meetings have turned into 10-minute interviews a couple times a week (I work for a newspaper--SMALL town journalism requires little to no work because there is NOTHING happening), high heels have turned into flip flops, sexy office outfits have turned into shorts and t-shirts, and my surroundings have gone from city/beach life to pastures and cows. Did I mention I took a 60% pay cut? It's been quite a change that I'm still dealing with, each day of my life.
These blogs will be a collection of experiences that I will face daily--experiences that I hope anyone reading can relate to. I know there are other military girlfriends/fiances/spouses out there. I know there are women who had to leave their families and friends, their jobs, their wardrobes behind. I know there are women who are struggling to fit into their new lifestyle. There are women out there, just like me--who are trying to meet new friends, adjust to the heat or the cold, adjust to the fact that a government organization owns your Mr. Navy, Army, Air Force, Marine, etc. I hope that I can let these women know they are not alone, and maybe we can all just sit around and laugh about it.
Happy Reading!
*Names have been changed to protect the innocent.
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I love how you quantify a large part of your day as "wifely duties". just a thought. I've committed to reading this from the beginning. can't wait, Miss Thing!
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