As I sit here, only a few days before this post goes live I’m listening to my husband play D&D behind me at his desk. We’ve finally got our office mostly set up after the move. It’s been… An adventure to say the least. We’re both trying to adjust to everything all over again and settling into a new norm of sorts because there’s another big change that’s happened…

I started a new job on the 23rd!

Yeah… I know… All the changes are being made right now. Apparently the theme my husband and I are living by in 2025 is chaos. Things are kind of settling down, so I’m hoping to really get into a rhythm and routine and my husband is actively trying to help me get back to myself.

What does that mean? The way he put it is ever since I had moved I was off. Not a lot, but enough to be noticeable. Not like walking into a room and seeing all the furniture had changed, but like the sofa had been moved 2 inches to the left. Just enough to notice. I wasn’t happy and I hadn’t been happy for some time. It sucked. It hurt. I was hurting and I didn’t know how to tell my partner.

Communication is important. When he and I started dating we both openly admitted that communication was something we had issues with in our individual pasts so we promised each other to work on keeping communication open. Having his communication and support with everything is something I couldn’t live without. We support each other, don’t get me wrong. I adore my husband. The goal here is to be transparent about life and struggles. I’ve always held my writing to being able to connect with people and share the no one is alone in this world with whatever they’re going through.

Enough of my ramblings for now. Soon I’m going to turn in for some sleep and hope that my hips and back aren’t going to be pained during the night and through tomorrow. My new job is more physically demanding than my last one and I’m learning about some medical things that might fit with what I’ve been going through. So there’s that too. Nothing bad or severe or anything like that, just knowledge that’s clicking some things into place. Like when you don’t know you need glasses and the first time you get them you can see individual leaves on the trees and not just green blurs. Husband recently had to get glasses for the first time in his life, so that’s been fun listening to him discover that things aren’t supposed to be blurry. We had a dust storm about a month ago and he asked me if the sky was dirty and blurry because he was seeing like before he had glasses. We’ve had some rather interesting conversations about glasses and sight since he found out he would need glasses (before he had an eye appointment even).

I have so many stories I’m wanting to ramble on about and share, but I’m making myself stop here now. Writing and book news to come soon (I hope). For now, if you’re somewhere hot, stay cool. If you’re somewhere freezing, stay warm. Either way stay hydrated friends. Peace for now.

~H

P.S.

Happy 4th of July, fellow Americans! Be safe.