Exhale…

After a year of hard work while hubby was away, its sure nice to be able to exhale.

I have not even had to work because he is working now – so I have been able to rest and recuperate… even to grieve the loss of my Grandma. I did not realize how much I needed this until I had it.

I went to the thyroid¬†specialist and¬†my thyroid is 3 cms swollen on each side, if it reaches 5cms I have to have them surgically removed. In fact, the specialist asked me if I¬†wanted to have the¬†surgery now but I told him not until absolutely necessary… so I am to check in with him in 6 months to see. He put me on two pills daily for them, blah. I also have to have blood work to check my hormone levels and make sure everything is okay despite this problem. So we will see.

Hubby is outside replacing the shocks on my car, life is good. ūüôā

He’s back

So, my husband arrived on time and we picked him up at the airport.

Things have been great since he got back, he’s been fixing things around the house.. helping me and now he’s working. We still have lots to do now that he’s a Canadian citizen. Time to get him onto my bank account, set up health care and get all his Canadian¬†identifications. He has been very happy to¬†be back also. So things are looking up around here.¬† I am still looking for houses to buy once my inheritance comes in.

We want a house on some acreage, out in the country. Something we can enjoy nature with and our animals can have lots of room to do the same.

Two days ago while my husband was at work, I went to the pool and worked out. It was fun. I think I’m going to do that more often. I’m in okay shape now but I’d like to be in better shape again. My health is alright, although I have to go back to the thyroid specialist for a “follow up” appointment in June. I am hoping he does not tell me I need surgery.¬† I’ve been thinking about a Zumba class.. they look fun. ūüôā

I sure miss Grandma though. I miss having her to talk to, even if it was just a telephone call.

Hubby and I have been having sooooo much sex, its insane. Its nice to finally not feel like a single married woman anymore.

Well, its finished.

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The immigration process I mean.  Its official, my husband is legally allowed to live and work in Canada. All in, it cost me almost around 8 thousand dollars (and him about 3 thousand) to complete the process.

I am happy now that we will be able to plan trips since he can cross borders. I’ve already been to Vegas but I’d like to take him. I was also thinking Hawaii would be fun.

Oh well I guess we’ll see.

At least nothings off the table anymore.

 

One week!

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One week until my husband returns, and has his permanent residence papers all in order and finished.¬†All in, it’s probably cost us almost 8 thousand dollars.. but it was worth it.

It has been a long year apart. With much loss and heartache. I am looking forward to his return and finally having a shoulder to cry on.

Marriage is a funny thing. It’s like my Grandpa used to say “marriage doesn’t solve all your problems”. In fact, it creates quite of few of it’s own. I have never done well with compromise, but I’m learning. Thank God he’s patient. I am not an easy girl to love at times. I am very headstrong.

Grandma’s estate is in the process of being settled.. I miss her so much. Often times I cry just thinking about our times together. Its hard to be without her and grandpa.

ah well.. death is hardest on the ones left behind. The ones who have gone ahead are at peace.

Winter. bleah.

So the snow can fuck off at any time.

-15c everyday is not my idea of a lovely climate. I grew up on the coast near the ocean where it’s always temperate. I miss that. However my dreams of moving to PEI are still hanging in there..¬† can you blame me though? You can get a house there for 20 thousand dollars lol.

All my Christmas shopping is done, yay!¬† (right down to buying 7 stockings for my cats lol)¬†My dilemma this year is that since my 18 year old is going to her boyfriends families house.. and my son is going to his fathers.. and my husband is in Germany.. I don’t want to cook. I welcome the chance to get a break from the holiday mania. The problem is that my 95 year old Grandma wants to come over. This year she’s going to just have to figure something else out, I have had her over every year since she moved into care.. which means packing her wheelchair up and down stairs, taking to her the toilet every half hour, pulling her pants down and wiping her bum for her when she’s done. It sounds selfish but I don’t want to do it this year. My uncle loves to remind everyone that he is her SON and I am “only the granddaughter”.. well buddy.. drive the 3 hours and have Christmas with your mom at her retirement home, or bring her down there with you. It shouldn’t always be up to me. I’m¬†“just the granddaughter”.

On the bright side my hubby is back in march. It will be so nice to have him by me again…and.. to have sex! Omg it’s been almost a year with no sex and I would be lying if I didn’t admit that I was looking very forward to getting laid.¬†ūüėĬ† I know we’ll fight, because he tries to be bossy with me.. and after the Greek fiasco the submissive side of me is never coming out again. All these idiots reading 50 shades of grey.. (or is it gray?) and daydreaming about a Dom don’t realize how much it hurts when they betray you. My “Dom” ended up calling me names and being super rude to me.. yet for 10 years he claimed to love me and called me his good girl. That shit stings when you’ve held nothing back from someone, and let them deeply and honestly¬†into your mind. So yeah.. Never. Ever. Again.¬† I want a vanilla marriage, or I want to be the Domme. Nothing else. A lot of men think being Dom is being bossy.. that’s not it at all. There’s a fine art to the mental control that comes with being a Dom.. and I’m never allowing someone “in” again.

The wind is howling outside.. shaking the house.

Maybe I’ll wake up and be in Oz! ūüôā lol that would be fun. Okay, goodnight.