Wedding Blog

Since Mr Frenchie and I got married, two commons question have been, “Do you feel different?” and (because getting married also meant moving in together) “How is it, living together?”

Do I feel different? A little. Our officiant told us that after she pronounced us husband and wife and we walked back down the aisle, we would feel different. She said, “It’s the best feeling, I’m so excited for you.”

I’m content and I feel peaceful… that sounds weird, but there you have it. I’d say I feel more relaxed in my relationship with Mr Frenchie. I can’t really think of any other way to explain it, but I know he’s there and he knows I’m there and it will always be that way, no matter what life throws at us. That really is the best feeling.

How is it, living together? Guess what guys? I live with a boy. It’s not too shabby. Mr Frenchie’s told me he never had any concerns about living with me (I had to be better than his past roommates) and neither did I. We’re both pretty clean, one of us (me) more than the other (him), but it works. I have a cooking partner in crime. I’m not drinking wine alone after work; we can go out on our terrace (we like to call our balcony a terrace) and drink together. The best part is that at the end of the day I don’t have to hop in my car and go home. I’m already at home!

However, living with Mr Frenchie was never my concern. My concern was moving. A confession - I do not do well with change. True story - I moved to Huntington Beach about a year before I met Mr Frenchie. The difference in my commute and not knowing where everything was turned out to be such a shock to my system that I had a major anxiety attack and moved back. I was really worried I would freak out about living in a new place. However, I’m in a much better place in my life and, as I’ve explained before, our place is in a great location. I have pretty much the same commute, I know where everything is AND I’m actually closer to my favorite grocery store and other things. The best part is, I have Mr Frenchie. He can tell when something is wrong. He asks me how I’m doing, gives me a hug, and tells me everything is going to be all right and he’s here. He’s here, so I don’t know why I was ever concerned.

So, there you have it, almost one month into being married and not much to report. Does it feel different? Yes, a little. How is it living with a boy? Great!

Did you feel much different once you were married?