The Real Housewife of Indianapolis

Hello! I hope everyone had a restful weekend!!

It's funny how much your priorities change in a year, isn't it? It's odd how one little thing totally changes your path and puts you in the least likeliest place you'd think you'd be.

I think I'm there.

Let me explain. In high school, I wanted to be a photojournalist. I wanted to work for Rolling Stone, and take awesome pictures, and meet my idols. Music always has been a huge part of my life, and I love to write. It just seemed to be my destiny.

All of that changed when I began working as a night shift tech in an all male group home. I changed my major and never really looked back. I can be pretty indecisive, but once I know I want it good luck convincing me otherwise.

Back when I wanted to be a pseudo hippie and write for RS, I never wanted a family. I wanted to travel the world and do my own thing. Looking back now, I was a budding feminist (or maybe just a teenager) and thought I didn't need anyone else.

That changed when I met Richard, obviously.

I find myself loving the domestic life. I look up recipes, I clean, I cook, I make meal plans, and I really enjoy every minute of it. If anyone told the 18 year old me what I'd turn into by 27, she would have said "Laaaaame" while reading a biography of The Doors in a tie dye shirt sitting on blow up furniture.

I know a lot of it is maturity and growth. But a lot of it is being in a true partnership that you don't mind doing those things. In previous relationships, they did their part, I did mine, and we kept everything separate. Richard and I just do it, and we don't keep a tally; it's not necessary. I never thought I would get excited over cleaning supplies and picking out appliances, but I do. I found my senior book, and it has a section in the back of what you think you will be doing by the next reunion. I wrote I was going to be a photojournalist, living in an awesome apartment by myself in some big city. By the reunion I will be a few months away from getting married, living in a home, and still working as a therapist, and I'm not sure Indy compares to the "big city" of Chicago, New York, or London that I was referring to, but, hey, one out of three isn't bad (haha).

I used to see housewife as this horrible word. Now, I don't. I see it as being part of a family. Yes, I'm learning the ropes still, and it's been difficult trying to work, commute, keep up the housework, and everything else that comes with being an adult and partner. But I have a great partner in crime to help me. I'm looking forward to what is ahead, because I have someone great going through it with me. Now, I feel, my true destiny, professionally and personally, can begin.