Being married means someone is there for when your imaan is high and when your imaan is low. They see you fluctuate and they see you struggle with things you used to be very consistent on but they are always there for you. That is one of the blessings of marriage.
Turning the music up too loud in the living room so we can hear it in the backyard+fire pit+dinner&drinks outside+pushing our son around in his Cozy Coupe=best family time ever.
This is going to be a nightly thing now that rain isn’t completely on the daily forecast.
So today Devin came home from work, saying he had a surprise. He comes into the bedroom and pulls two 10-foot long phone cords out from behind his back AND I LOST MY SHIT because we have an Apple cord which is about an inch long and another one that’s like maybe 2 inches and there are only 7 outlets in our entire house, one of which is on the ceiling and doesn’t work (?????), none of which are anywhere near any of our pieces of furniture so if you want to charge your phone and be comfortable, good fuckin luck with that.
So we spent pretty much all of today just moving to different parts of the apartment, plugging our phones into outlets that were seemingly impossible distances away from where we were sitting, and then giggling to ourselves at the level of convenience and functionality of it all. And that, folks, is what married life is all about 😂