I seem to have a lot of time on my hands these days. This could be due to my unemployement, the fact that I got married and moved away, or me knowing hardly anyone in my new home of Houston. It could also be because my husband lives on a boat for two weeks at a time. It could also be because of the fact that since I am unemployed, my husband and I cannot afford cable, thus leaving me alone with the converter box my wonderful parents got us... that also only gets one English channel. It could be due to the fact that I have already way over-used facebook and twitter in my boredom, or because I get lost when I try to go anywhere... I could say that my over-abundance of time these days is because of a lot or all of these things. And it is. This is my life now. This is me. And this is me trying to take it all in, adjust, accept, and start a life with another person, who just so happens to be my favorite person in this world.

I am assuming that if you are reading this, you know me, but just in case, I will back up a little bit. I am Lindsey. I am typing this on my trusty Mac that has survived the biggest downpour of all time and sports water stains on the screen a big empty space in the back where the battery used to be, before the water shorted all that out. I grew up in Oklahoma, always vowing to move away one day because I could never be happy there. I am a graduate of The University of Oklahoma, with a degree in sociology. One day, out of the blue, I got a call from a boy I knew from my very first day of my very first college, Oklahoma Baptist University (more bad thoughts to follow on this one (the school, not the boy) in future posts, I am sure.) just saying hello, and since nothing in my life happens normally, I fell in love with this boy who then lived in California. Eventually, he moved to Texas, and since I married the wonderful man, I now live here too. I miss Oklahoma dearly. I miss my parents and my dog and all the small things I always wanted to get away from. I am completely out of my comfort zone right now, and just trying to make enough sense of things to start a life... and slowly, it is working.

My life now consists of searching frantically for a job that I pray has something to do with my degree, carrying my phone around in hopes of being able to talk to my husband, and watching CSI into the late hours of the night, then staying up even later, searching my apartment for killers. So, like I said, this is life. It's new and scary and I it defeats me a lot, but I am slowly adjusting. This is me learning how to make two lives into one. This is me trying to figure things out, and it is going to be an adventure... So why not write about it!