Shaking the dust off

As part of the Men’s Development Program that I am in at church I am seeking grad school credits in theology. Tonight I had to finish up and turn in two papers for the coursework. The papers were not long or particularly complicated, but frankly I am out of practice.

I write for work all the time, and write for fun a good bit of the time too. But writing for a grade is different. You are on a deadline, revisions and edits cannot be done ad infinitum and instead of trying to perfect something for distribution you are writing under one persons judgment. It’s a very different game.

That’s why tonight it was great to have Lindsey. I did not utilize her mad grammar or editing skillz though, tonight it was a quick discussion on the validity of my thesis. We chatted for five minutes while she was straightening up downstairs and it was really valuable.

As regular readers know, we are taking the Men’s and Women’s programs together and they cover a lot of the same ground. It has been great to both be growing in our knowledge and love for God. Tonight was a really great reminder for me of how far both of us have come. We had a good conversation, and though it was not long we were on the same page. It was good to have an intellectual partner in the trenches with me.

Again, one more reason that my wife is awesome.

A day full of nothing

Today Lindsey and I had a wonderful day full of… well… not much.

We slept in. We enjoyed our time together. We ate breakfast and laughed at each other’s jokes. I got some reading done, Lindsey indulged in her pleasure in cleaning. We ate lunch. I worked on a writing project and Lindsey cuddled with the dog on the couch. We closed out the day by going to church with our friends and an episode of Game of Thrones. As I told Lindsey a few moments ago it was a normal, but great Sunday. We need more of these days.

Lindsey’s days are full of children, 11 year-olds to be precise. I cannot imagine a more horrific fate, but she loves it. She truly loves teaching them. But, there are two weeks left and it seems to be wearing on everyone’s nerves. They don’t want to be there. She’s trying to prep them for a final, but no one listens. The teachers are restless, the kids are restless. Every day wipes her out. She needs a weekend like this.

My job is not quite so exhausting, but it wears on me nonetheless. I need weekends at home with my wife doing nothing. I need the reading time, I need the time to write, and I need the time with her.

We’re settling into quite the nice little married life. We know our days won’t all be this easy, and we are ready for those other-days. But, forgive us for wanting more days like today.