DOARS- Week 3 Day 5- Mush

Okay, so I know that I'm kind of rushing the chapters out right now. It's simply because I really wanted to play the DOARS, but I didn't want to wait so long before writing their chapters that I forgot what was going on. So I'm writing the days as I'm playing them, which is pretty quickly.
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Dear Diary,

Well, today was my 3rd day as a married woman. Here's to hoping it'll be better than the first two. Not that they were bad, but I think it's fair to say that I wasn't in the best of moods the last couple of days. I felt... idk... mushy? Soft? I'm not sure what the right word is. I didn't feel like myself, that's for sure.

Today started out the best it possibly could have. Cycl0n3 was awake and still waiting for me! Didn't I tell you that he would? Aww, he's so perfect. I'm sure one of these days Tony will do his best to separate us in the morning, but until then, I'll just revel in his presence. Have I ever said how much I enjoy being around him? What, only everyday for the last several days? Well, good. That's probably a sign of a happy marriage, right? Wrong? What do you know anyway?
Actually, just kidding, I couldn't hear you that time. I just felt like arguing. Hehehe.  Hmm...I think that getting married might have actually made me more immature...

First thing on Cycl0n3's schedule was grocery shopping. Apparently he wanted to buy some new seed for the garden and pick up some pizza. Yumm. That's not the point, though. Did you see the point? Well, I'll enlighten you. He stuck around to see me wake up even though he had things to do.
About now you're probably asking yourself, why the change of behavior for my lovely man? If you're thinking that it's due to some prodding on my part then you're.... probably right. Lol, good job.

He came home when I was paying bills. Bills, ick. It was a lot less horrible with him around, though. See? I told you everything was better when Cycl0n3 was there. Am I being mushy again? Yes. Do I care? Heh, no, not at all.

As I put the laundry away I saw something really unexpected. Cycl0n3 was working out... without me! I was flabbergasted... and really impressed. I'm not sure why seeing him take an interest in physical activity filled me with such joy, but it did. Why am I mentioning it when I've previously said that I enjoyed watching him work out? Well, yikes, this is kind of embarrassing... uh... I... uh.... teared up. Don't judge me! I know I was emotional okay? I almost didn't tell you, but in the interest of (almost) full disclosure I did. I was just as surprised as you were, okay? What me? the soccer star formerly known as Lynn Winslow crying because her husband was working out? RIDICULOUS!.... and yet true....

Good grief, what's happening to me?

Not to be outdone, I decided to work out, too. Only by the time I changed and jumped on the treadmill, he had already abandoned his athletic activities in favor of gardening. Well, figures. I guess I should have expected that. I mean, why would he bother to hang out with me doing something I enjoy? Honestly, it stung a little. Why? WHYYYYY? This isn't me? Who is this emotional monster inhabiting my mind? And WHEN will she go awaay?

Well, it didn't matter anyway because just as soon as I started running I felt like throwing up. I had to get off almost immediately. I went straight to the shower and Cycl0n3 even noticed and asked if I was okay. That was sweet. I guess he does care after all. Aww. I've got a great husband. Plus, he was even doing laundry for me.

If you're wondering why we're washing so much laundry, it really is because I want a new washing machine. I want one very badly. 

So the shower did not alleviate my nausea like I hoped it would, unfortunately. That was so unpleasant. I hated being in compromising positions, and kneeling in front of the porcelain throne was certainly compromising.

Now, now, I know what you're thinking. If I hadn't been overly emotional and distracted by embarrassment, I'd be thinking the same thing. Let's not talk about that, though, eh?

We can talk about how my evil washing machine broke, though. Seriously, I think it's the latest and most devoted minion of Tony. I mean, it makes sense, right? It's noisy. It's obnoxious. It breaks all the time. And now it was trying to flood out not only me, but also my husband. Pure evil I say, and it definitely had Tony's fingerprints all over it.

Let's just say this, the washing machine failed its mission. 

Cycl0n3 seemed to get the idea that I wanted to spend fitness time with him, though, and invited me over to train him. Wasn't that thoughtful? I think I trained him for a good 3 hours. Boy won't he be sore tomorrow! He's a great student though. He's so diligent and wonderful. It's almost enough to make me cry.

Whether I did or not I will leave up to you.

Cycl0n3 is amazing. I know, I know, I've said that before. Seriously, though, the guy knew I was having a rough day and rubbed my back for me. I just... I just can't even describe how happy I am to be married to him. Even if he does wear ridiculous sunglasses.

Thinking about how wonderful he was led me into telling him as much. I mean, I've never been one for verbal communication too much, not serious communication at least, but I thought it was about time for me to express how much I appreciated having him in my life. He seemed to mildly appreciate that I appreciated him.

He could have been a little more animated and reassuring, though. I mean, I was pouring out my heart to the guy and he can't be bothered to reassure me? He knows that I have a hard time communicating! Doesn't he believe in positive reinforcement? Psh. Men. Well, since he couldn't be bothered to respond appropriately enough, I couldn't be bothered to stick around for where the conversation was going. Hmph. I'd probably yell at him for being inconsiderate.

Now, I know what you're thinking, I was overreacting. After all he was probably shocked that I opened up at all, too shocked to do more than mildly appreciate me. Psh. Whatever. Aren't I allowed to feel however I felt, even if it was irrational? Huh? That's what I thought... wait, hey! Did you just say no? Goodness, I can't catch a break, can I?

I was starving. Famished. On death's door from hunger. Okay, the last one wasn't true. I really really wanted some mac 'n cheese, though. I was craving it something fierce. Also, for some reason I had adopted a slightly southern way of forming a sentence. Whatever, it doesn't matter. Being the non-horrid wife that I am, I did make enough for two.

... and it turned out to be his favorite meal. Hmm. It's not that I wasn't happy to cook his favorite meal for him, but I was a little upset with him still. I know, I know, I was being petty, but had I known that it was his favorite I might have gone for... sushi. Isn't that awful? Man, I can't tell you how bad I feel about myself today. That's terrible, it really is. What's wrong with me? Cycl0n3 is like the light of my life, why was I being so mean to him?

After dinner he totally made it up to me. He cleaned up the dishes! Isn't that great? It was so sweet. I was tired and I didn't feel like it, so I can't even tell you how happy I was that he offered to clean the dishes. I can't believe I was mad at him earlier. He was seriously helpful and loving. I had definitely picked the right guy for me.

Hmm, I must say that I'm way more in love with him than I thought I was. I'm actually admitting it now. I love Cycl0n3 Sw0rd. Eeeeeeks, isn't that great? I feel like I've taken a huge step. I love Cycl0n3 Sw0rd. Just saying that makes me smile. I feel like the happiest girl in the world, even if I am a little emotional.

Earlier than usual, though not as early as the previous night, I decided to go ahead and retire for the night. It had been a really weird day, I was just looking forward to the day being over with. Cycl0n3 was sweet enough to whisper sweet nothings to me as I feel asleep.
He was a really great guy. I fell asleep even happier than usual. The night didn't go as smoothly as I was expecting, though....

... because I realized that I was expecting.

How did that happen?

Please don't answer that. What in the world was I going to tell Cycl0n3, though? How was I going to tell him? What would this do to my career? What gender would the baby be? Why did this happen to me?


Mother-to-be,

Lynn Sw0rd