6 months

Hon and I do not have a count down until the wedding.  In fact, Macy's is the only reason I have an inkling of how many days remain.  However, we did just celebrate our 6 month mark.

There are plenty of things I'll miss when I get married, but I figured that can wait for another day.  Today I am celebrating the impending perks of marriage.  So here are my top 7, in no particular order.*

Soon and very soon, I will...

... serve and love as a team.

Hon is my perfect complement, and I am his.  It always amazes us that our other is so good at our weakest area.  So as we join our lives together, we likewise join our ministry.  By our powers combined... Just kidding.  But seriously, with Hon's help I'll grow more patient, less angry.  With mine, he'll learn how to share and communicate without a mouthful of foot.

... create a home.

I already have a gmail label called "house and home," a collection on pinterest, and a list of awesomely cool things Hon and I will do to our house.  I can't wait to enact some of our crazy ideas.  Like building hinged, drop down shelves that fold up when empty.  Or painting a wall's worth of blackboard in our kitchen.

... be a dog owner once again (and a mom).

Part of my excitement of having a home is filling it with loud, energetic beings.  Hon, despite his own allergies, might be more excited than I am about the prospect of a canine companion.  Now all we have to do is agree on what type.
And once I get Hon acclimated to the dog... well, let's just say our house will be full of the noise and simple joy that follows small children** like a shadow.

... sleep on a queen sized bed 

This is for you, Serena.  I am finally graduating from a twin bed.  It took some convincing, but Hon is finally on board with the purchase of a bed built to hold two.  Though, I plan to take up as much of it as possible at least once.  Each week.  

... have someone close at hand.

I am prone to the depressive emotions, including, but not limited to, anxiety.  It will be nice to have a 24/7 on-call hug-provider for when panic attacks strike.  There have already been times when I've told Hon not to drive all the way to my apartment at 1am.  There have already been nights when he's come over anyway.  It will be such an emotional (and financial) blessing to have him in the house already.

... have sex.

What did you think I was going to be polite and leave this one off?  Haha. This is definitely one of our top look-forward-tos.  However, that's all I have to say about this one...

... no longer hate driving home.

As of July 28, this changes from something we dread, to something we love.  This is the thing I look forward to the most: coming home to my best friend.  Coming home to a place that is full of love and laughter and joy.  Coming home to my permanent roommate, who washes dishes and takes out the trash and gives free (wonderful) back massages.  Coming home to the man who doesn't always know what to do, but is always willing to just sit and hold me and weather whatever storms life will bring.

This is why I refuse to have a count down.  If I woke up every morning and said "180 more days until I get to come home to Hon," my already melancholic constitution would burrow itself into Emily Dickinson poems, never to surface again.  I want to enjoy the last few dregs of single-hood instead of cursing them because marriage cannot come soon enough.



* I would have done top 10, but I prefer to live in a base 7 numerical system.  Well..that and I couldn't come up with 3 more.
** but only of a number that is equivalent to or less than 3.