Newlywed Life

I've been awfully deficient in the blog writing department as of late. I'm afraid that the old foe of laziness and busyness got in the way yet again. However, I've decided to turn over yet another leaf. I've started a new chapter in my life, being married and everything, and as such will daily write the joys and trails and discoveries that I make along the way. Perhaps it will be helpful to someone else out there who is in an intercultural relationship or marriage. I shall be brutally honest with myself and not gloss over details so as to keep from humiliating myself. So here goes.
Today marks the two week anniversary since Kyoung hee(I shall call him Kaleb) and I were married. It's been a blur of a two weeks by the way. We were married on the first of January, 2011, a very unique anniversary date if I may say so myself. We honeymooned in Gatlinburg, TN and stayed in the mountains for three days. It was fantastic. Now we've moved into married student housing at Lee University as of a week ago today and are settled quite nicely now. Nothing monumental happened on this Saturday however, I am just sitting at my husband's desk typing away on his laptop. (Mine is currently indisposed for the time being) I rather like the particular clacking that his keyboard makes; it actually causes me to feel more productive than my keyboard does.

So far marriage is fine. Not as mindblowing as the masses have made it out to be. Kaleb is a thoughtful, funny husband who can make me laugh. We have a blast together and we love being able to live together and spend most of our time together, minus time spent in classes. However, it didn't take long at all for the stereotypical male habits to make themselves known. Already the toliet seat stays up and clothes are all over the floor. I had to learn patience extremely quickly because I take great pride in our new apartment and I want it in a constant state of cleanliness.....Oh God...I just realized how domestic that sounded and like a married woman. Horrid. I shouldn't make my husband out to be the "bad guy". I absolutely love being married to Kaleb, but boy, does marriage teach you a ton in just the first few weeks. Already I get frustrated with things he doesn't do. Can I expect him to telepathically know what I am expecting? Perhaps. Or perhaps living with a man and pinning all of your preconceived notions of what your dream husband should be or do on him is simply unfair.

Before you think me already a horrible wife, I want to reiterate just how much Kaleb is the perfect man for me to spend the rest of my life with. He shows me painful truths about myself and forces me to grow and become a better person. He has helped me notice my own shortcomings that I never saw when I was a single person. And we are only two weeks in.