There’s quite a lot to digest in that one heading, isn’t there?
- I recently got married (it has literally been only a week).
- I wish I could say it was why I haven’t posted, but it isn’t. I wish I could say I’ve just been swamped with work (yes, I have a day job!) and wedding prep and whatnot, but that’s not true either. Ladies and gentlemen, the real reason is…I’m just lazy. Sorry.
- My husband and I get along fine, despite our marriage being arranged (I like the way the woman who did my makeup for the baraat phrased it: “You were introduced to each other by your parents.”).
- We have our own place which we are trying to fill with basic necessities a few small items at a time. Yesterday we bought spoons, because even though we eat with my in-laws, I enjoy drinking tea a lot (we were using the sieve handle to stir before that).
- I’ve started using “we” a lot.
- We are both exhausted by the multiple wedding events, although ours was a comparitively simple South Asian wedding with only(!) a nikkah at home, a baraat and finally a valima.
- Despite that, my husband only sleeps for 5 hours. Or so he says; as someone who sleeps for however long I can get away with it, I wouldn’t know. He sleeps when I sleep and wakes up when I wake up but who knows whether he stays in bed all night.
No, he doesn’t have insomnia, unlike me. His masochistic tendencies are still under debate. I believe he’s just one of the few lucky bastards who literally only needs 5 hours of sleep to function, like my Taye Abbu (that’s elder paternal uncle to you non-South-Asian folks).
I am envious. So many hours in the day are lost to sleep (followed by hours lost stuck in traffic), hours which could be spent reading or writing or watching shows or meeting friends or a thousand other fun and/or constructive things that aren’t sleep.
But sadly, that is not for me. My biology fails me.
Oh well. I hope he spends some of those extra hours in his day cooking or cleaning.