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For the last 24 hours, I have owned a home.
It feels really weird, being an adult and not only being married, but owning the place where I live. (Well, technically. Yay mortgages!) I don't feel like an adult; I feel like I should be worrying about getting to class, or hanging out with my friends, or taking a really irresponsible trip to somewhere cool and awesome for a weekend. Instead, I'm here at my desk, designing materials for a hospital while intermittently typing this post during brain breaks.
The town where I live is small, all things considered. It's maybe the size of where I went to high school, which originally scared me. Let's face it, I don't really have that great of a track record with small towns. :/ But the people here are incredibly friendly, concerned about my well being, and relatively tolerant of my desires to bring change to the office. ^^;;; That's what I get for having plans regarding making this place more efficient, I guess. My boss is amazing, though, and of everything I'm dealing with right now, work is the least of my worries for the first time since I joined the workforce.
We're looking for a church home right now. The one thing that really gets to me in a small town where I don't know many people is a lack of interaction with other people my age. Let's face it, I'm young -- 24 in less than a fortnight -- and just starting out in this place. With a median age of 40, there's not many young adults in the area for Aaron and I to socialize with, unfortunately. :/
Kids have been on my mind a lot, too. I know it was one of the smartest things I ever did, to wait to have children until I'd been married for longer than a few months, but it's kind of hard to keep waiting. We have credit cards to pay off, though, and some savings to build up before we even start trying. And I don't even know if I can have kids or not. :( Given my history, I really have no idea if I can even get pregnant.
But that's a depressing thought. I'll probably see if I can't post some pictures online later, of the house and how we're decorating it now that we own it. It's really amazing, actually owning my home. Now come the trials and tribulations of keeping it in repair, right? XD It may be 95 years old, but it's a good house.
I should probably get back to work on the lipid poster I'm designing. Whee, informational postings! :D I really do love this job.
It feels really weird, being an adult and not only being married, but owning the place where I live. (Well, technically. Yay mortgages!) I don't feel like an adult; I feel like I should be worrying about getting to class, or hanging out with my friends, or taking a really irresponsible trip to somewhere cool and awesome for a weekend. Instead, I'm here at my desk, designing materials for a hospital while intermittently typing this post during brain breaks.
The town where I live is small, all things considered. It's maybe the size of where I went to high school, which originally scared me. Let's face it, I don't really have that great of a track record with small towns. :/ But the people here are incredibly friendly, concerned about my well being, and relatively tolerant of my desires to bring change to the office. ^^;;; That's what I get for having plans regarding making this place more efficient, I guess. My boss is amazing, though, and of everything I'm dealing with right now, work is the least of my worries for the first time since I joined the workforce.
We're looking for a church home right now. The one thing that really gets to me in a small town where I don't know many people is a lack of interaction with other people my age. Let's face it, I'm young -- 24 in less than a fortnight -- and just starting out in this place. With a median age of 40, there's not many young adults in the area for Aaron and I to socialize with, unfortunately. :/
Kids have been on my mind a lot, too. I know it was one of the smartest things I ever did, to wait to have children until I'd been married for longer than a few months, but it's kind of hard to keep waiting. We have credit cards to pay off, though, and some savings to build up before we even start trying. And I don't even know if I can have kids or not. :( Given my history, I really have no idea if I can even get pregnant.
But that's a depressing thought. I'll probably see if I can't post some pictures online later, of the house and how we're decorating it now that we own it. It's really amazing, actually owning my home. Now come the trials and tribulations of keeping it in repair, right? XD It may be 95 years old, but it's a good house.
I should probably get back to work on the lipid poster I'm designing. Whee, informational postings! :D I really do love this job.
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Date: 2010-02-02 04:17 pm (UTC)You are still really young! Make an aggressive (or at least mindful) pay off plan for your credit cards and ADD NO MORE debt other than the mortgage and you should be great.
For piece of mind is there any testing you can have done to check your fertility? That should ease your mind a bit, right?
IN the meantime be happy with your love and your house and guard your health so when you are ready, you can start making LOTS of babies. (You seem the type who would be a GREAT mother.)
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Date: 2010-02-02 04:29 pm (UTC)And as far as I know, you have to be trying for at least six months before insurance would okay a fertility test. :/ We'll see once we get to that point. People tell me that because of circumstances during the period I had sex without protection/without BC (circumstances both not my fault and without my express permission,) it was probably stress that prevented me from becoming pregnant. Still makes me wonder, though.
And no worries. The hubby and I have a furbaby right now (yey for kitties!) and each other. We'll do okay. ^^ It'll just be interesting if he's 32-33 when his first child's born. (There's about a seven-year age gap with us, so that's only a year or two from now. XD)
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Date: 2010-02-02 04:39 pm (UTC)Since insurance doesn't cover the procedures, maybe eat/live like you are pregnant already? That will definitely help with fertility later on. Just "be ready", it can't hurt.
Dad is 9 years older than my Mom and they waited 8 years to have me... Dad did just fine teaching us to play tennis and catch a ball... ride a bike. He never did have much hair that I remember. ;) But he didn't have much at the beginning of their marriage.
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Date: 2010-02-02 04:45 pm (UTC)As for living like I'm pregnant, that's sort of why I'm planning on taking advantage of the automatic free membership to the fitness center here at the hospital, not to mention eating more healthfully. (This is made light years easier by the fact I work in the same office as the hospital's dietitian. XD) I'd like to walk off the 40 pounds I gained in college, at the very least. ^^;;;;
And shockingly, I married a man whose hair was longer than mine when I met him. XD And while it's cut shorter and styled now, it still comes down past his chin. I love his hair. :3
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Date: 2010-02-02 11:21 pm (UTC)But, anyway, congrats on the job and the house, love. I'm happy for you. You've worked hard to get where you are and deserve it. Go you!
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Date: 2010-02-03 02:22 am (UTC)And try not to worry about the kids, hon. You're right, you do want to be much more financially stable before you start having them and furbabies are great for helping keep the maternal longing managable. You're going to make a wonderful parents when the time comes.
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Date: 2010-02-04 04:26 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-02-04 06:11 am (UTC)Sorry. Just had to. lol
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Date: 2010-02-09 11:17 am (UTC)