In April 2010, I got engaged to the love of my life. A few months later, once my eyes re-adjusted after staring at my ring non-stop, I had a thought: getting married really means I’m an adult now. But an adult takes care of herself and does what’s best for her, right? If that’s the case, I’d say I’m a preteen or a teenager, at best.
In all material ways, I take care of myself: I have a successful career that pays well, I pay my bills on time, I have food in my kitchen. But in the spiritual and mental ways, I often put others first. I’m a grade-A people pleaser. And my skills of assertion deserve an F. I’ll often overwork myself in the office or take on too much in my personal life, often foregoing what I really need – a good workout, time to read a book or do something else I enjoy, a good conversation with a friend.
I’ve committed my life to my husband. And he deserves a happy, healthy wife who takes care of herself physically and emotionally. And, more importantly, I deserve those things. So I’ve begun making some major changes and detailed my adventures in becoming a “real adult” and heading toward the aisle in my previous blog, Pre-Aisle Adventures.
Now, I’m blissfully wed and learning how to balance my relationship with my career, friendships, writing, workouts and overall continued evolution. And I’m chronicling my adventures here (consider it part II!).
I’d love to hear from you. DM me on Twitter (@bakinginpumps) with questions, comments, insight – whatever you want to say!