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Being married isn't something I expected to happen to me, but I can't say I'm not getting used to it very quickly.
We've been married for a few weeks now, but I keep dreaming of the day I'll wake up and see you sleeping next to me, your lovely face pressed into the pillow with a calm, serene expression. But well, I guess marrying a farmer who has to get up early has taken away that daily privilege.
I was still drowsy, but I could see through the window that the day was sunny. Normally, I wouldn't mind today's weather, but ever since he told me that he likes sunny days, finding the sun when I wake up has become special to me.
I had a bit of trouble getting out of bed and almost forgot that I had to make the bed before leaving the room. My lazy groan was so loud that I wouldn't have been surprised if my husband had heard me from whatever corner of the farm he was in right now. With the bed made, I left the bedroom and found my breakfast already ready on the kitchen table.
I sit and enjoy every bite of the meal made with so much love just for me. Fuck, for me... I can't even believe it yet, I still can't believe how someone like me can be so special to someone like him. It's just so... unreal.
When I finished my breakfast, I stretched and walked to the door, marching off to another day at work. No one was going to stop me from working in my pajamas today.
Since the Community Center has been restored and JojaMart has closed, I don't have to worry about waking up and dragging myself to stock shelves non-stop all day. Unemployed, I couldn't have been happier to be quickly hired as a chicken keeper by my current husband. I went from the worst job ever to my dream job in, like, two hours? As soon as we got the news that JojaMart was closed, he came out smiling, saying he wanted to hire me. That smile... I didn't even know it was possible for someone to smile so openly, it seemed that the mere idea of seeing me every day working on the farm almost made him explode with happiness.
I smiled at this memory, observing the surroundings of the farm as I walked out of the door, seeing my love in the distance, doing his daily work. I felt my heart warm at the sight of him waving at me when he realized I was watching him, waving back before heading to the chicken coop.
Looking after the chickens wasn't exactly easy, not when I made sure they were well and happy on a daily basis. I laughed alone while talking to them, even if they didn't understand anything but my tone of voice.
The feeling of my warm chest was something I missed so much. Feeling it again on a daily basis was simply magical; it felt like my life was completely perfect. Even though I realized that my problems hadn't evaporated, at this moment, none of them were that important to me, not when I was looking after my chickens, knowing that I would soon be back in the house to help my husband make our lunch.
I never thought that one day I would love my routine so much.