Joey and I have never quite had a normal life together. What do I mean by normal? I mean where both of us work 9-5, come home, cook dinner together, etc. When we first started dating, up until we were married for almost two years, Joey worked in retail, which meant crazy hours and sometimes hardly seeing each other. In fact, there was a period of time when he worked nights and I worked days and we NEVER saw each other except for when one of us was sleeping.
After he switched to a job with more regular hours, we both returned to school. This meant evenings were filled with classes, homework, tests, and writing/editing papers. We ended up ditching cable over a year ago because we never had time to watch it. (No, we don't miss it.) I finished my master's a year ago, but Joey had another year to go. He pushed himself hard, and all of that hard work has finally paid off: Joey graduates with his bachelor's degree today. I'm extremely proud of him for going back to school and accomplishing this, and I know he's excited to be finished. We both are. He finished classes about a week ago, and we've already been soaking up the nights of no school work. We finally have time to do things like cook dinner, run again after work, and - maybe in the coming weeks - we''ll actually get to see our friends again. And, of course, it's nice to have more time with K in the evenings.
So I want to take this time to congratulate my husband on his amazing success. I know it wasn't easy to go back to school after all this time, and it certainly wasn't easy to stay on track while working full-time, going through infertility treatments/the adoption process, and finishing strong with a newborn baby at home. But you did it. Now, nearly five years after we got married, let's get started on that "normal" life.
Or, you know . . . at least our version of "normal."