Wedding + Career = EARTHQUAKE!

So it's time for me to tell you what marriage is really like, give you an unvarnished view into the dynamics of two people with totally different points of view living/showering/sleeping/farting together in the same house. The truth.





IT'S TOTALLY RAD!!!

Ok, enough mushy stuff. I did, however, underestimate the effect that all this new radness would have on my career. Now, Chef and I are not scrunting, but we is no where near wealthy. I am counting pennies as I type. So getting that cheque from that job I did two months ago has become a little bit more serious than when my mother was feeding me (oh I contributed, but let's be real about how far my contribution went at the grocery - cheese, bread and yogurt. And a Kiss Cake).

I also have to have a lot more self-control. Chef works nights, so he gets up really late. I, on the other hand, am usually awake by 7 or 7:30 am and buzzing away, BBing/e-mailing/writing and asking him if he heard that weird noise outside. He hates this. Apparently I have single-handedly caused the death of sleep and cuddling.

But most of all, a new marriage means that your priorities shift. You have to factor a whole other person into not just your personal but your work life too, which hitherto only contained your needs ... and maybe some of your mother's. And that is taking some adjusting to.

If I want to switch clients, or go back to school, or start a new business, I have to discuss it and spend hours poring over 'the budget' with Chef to see if it makes sense for US. Will we still be able to travel, pay rent, pay bills? And the same goes for him, although I am more likely to register the emotional impact of potential decisions and avoid the budget like a plague of lice. If I don't work, it's entirely possible that we won't eat. It's kinda scary.

About two months before my wedding, a colleague said this to me about his marriage: "It's been real." And when I remembered that statement last week, I was like, "Whoa. And getting realer by the minute."