Wednesday, July 06, 2005

Not a first child anymore

So Mags is married. She is somebody's wife. She now folds someone else's underwear and irons his shirts to be nice.

She's collecting cook books, dish towels and fine bone china while I'm looking through the banana republic catalog and thinking that I really should invest in fixing the molding on my car.

She's off on her honeymoon and I'm sitting in my poorly air conditioned office tying away while I avoid actually doing any work of value.

She's worried about saving enough money to move into her first little family apartment and I'm looking forward to moving into a cute, rundown rental house in Boulder.

She's thinking about the names she and Dan will pick for their first children and I'm wondering where I'll be going out to eat tonight.

For the first time I have no advice to give her about what she should do. For the first time she's doing something before I've done it.

I am so thrilled and excited for her to make all the mistakes and tell me how to do it better when I get my chance to try.

Being the second is AWESOME!

4 comments:

Edge said...

I'll take your life any day. I have your sister's worries. They are much more stressful.

Rock on single babe!

PS - I'm glad you are back.

~Jef

brentj said...

Are you telling us, or trying to convince yourself. I was the third to get married. It didn't help at all.

katie said...

Yeah for sister getting married first! I hope the music turned out ok.

Maggie said...

Being second rocks! I'm nervous about being first. I've NEVER done it before.