I had to stop for a little while on this wonderful day, our anniversary, and talk to you all. It's been about a month since I put out a post, and some of the lack has been from dryness, but most of it has been from stubbornness. We all look at the beginning of the year as a fresh start, but I allowed my circumstances of having to work on the first Sunday on the year to frame my whole outlook for a few weeks. It was bad for awhile that I noticed how disconnected I was with God and I had to take action. Actions were taken and I felt renewed, but I was still very blah to say the least. It took me realizing through the help of some sermons and intense prayer that missing a Sunday shouldn't shape my view of the rest of the year or the month or that week even. Through God I have the control over my mindset and my emotions.
With that being said. I'm back. LOL
Today, I celebrate one year of marriage with the love of my life, George. You all, this has been a year to remember. A year of growth if I had to sum everything up in one word.
When we first got married, the main thing people said was "choose your battles," and let's just say I really didn't heed that advice all the time. I can honestly say I nagged. It's sad, but it's true. It's not that I forgot what everyone told me, it's just that when you are actually in it, it's hard. But that doesn't make it right. There were plenty of times where I fussed about something and thought "Really, Brittany?" I lost a lot of internal battles. I failed plenty of tests.
I tripped about socks too much.
I nagged when he didn't post about me on Facebook and didn't realize he cleaned up the kitchen and vacuumed the floors.
I nagged about how much money we spent on fast food but went and bought Chick-fil-A the next day.
I tripped about the house getting dirty after I cleaned up... I mean how are we suppose to live without getting things dirty?
I got mad about him playing games, but then bought him a Game Stop gift card...
I nagged about him not holding me then gave him the side eye when he moved in to touch me.
Okay, okay that's enough. I don't need you all to start judging me.
The point behind me saying those things is to show you HOW MUCH THEY DON'T MATTER.
I wasted so much time trying to correct things that I made issues out of nothing.
Don't get me wrong: some things were worth talking about, but the things I nagged or tripped are not on that list of things worth discussing.
I learned a lot of stuff my first year that I will strive to do better in my years to come, but one of the main thing is to "be easy."
I am by no means a marriage expert, and I won't approach this as being one. I can only go by mistakes I have made. I can only tell you don't waste your time on things that don't matter. Don't make issues where there aren't any.
Too many hours were tied up being mad. Too many nights I laid there upset. Too many conversations were had in raised voices.
There are just too many "too manys" that are in the negative that never should have gotten to that point.
Learn from me, engaged people, newly married, or single folks: IT IS NOT WORTH IT.
Pick up the socks, eat the Chick-fil-A, let him play the game, re-vacuum the floor and "be easy."
Write something about yourself. No need to be fancy, just an overview.