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Six months have passed since we signed up to living our lives together. It all happened very quickly: a wedding planned from decision to marry to wedding day within 7 weeks. Crazy? Perhaps. Did we pull it off? With some compromises we did it our way and had a brilliant time.

Wedding

Wedding Day, 2012

Following a wonderful wedding marriage weekend we returned to our separate flats and work on Monday.

I left my job [that I had to quit on my first day to move to Qatar] just before Christmas, and spent my first Christmas with Hubby’s family. And my first with a husband (it still hadn’t clicked that I was in fact married). New Years came and went.

I packed up my life into taking, storing, and ditching/donating piles, and briefly moved in with Hubby and flatmates.

It wasn’t to last long before I disappeared alone to Vegas to surprise a wonderful lay-dee (aka lubbkin) who I hadn’t seen since I left New Zealand’s fair shores. Being the accomplished gambler that I am I doubled my money ($5 into $10), was told I did Vegas wrong, but still came out a winner!

Vegas, Baby

Viva Las Vegas

I returned to the UK, spent a couple of days together with Hubby in the London snow, and then I disappeared again.

Snow Day

London Snow Day

This time I was loaded onto a plane with large suitcases, and with a tearful wave, said goodbye.

I admit, it was a strange introduction to married life, having only spent a few days together before I left. I’m not saying it was easy, nor would I recommend it to anyone else. Some of the most stressful things in life are moving house (and, uh, continents?), relationships, and work – and we were experiencing massive changes in all three at once.

Hubby of course joined me a month later, and we’ve been adjusting to the change from a few nights a week together to EVERY SINGLE DAY. He needs his man time (i.e. Martinis and X-box) and I potter around and do whatever (i.e. nap), leaving him to it.

We’ve travelled to New Zealand, seeing friends and family and have oh-so-much more travel planned in our minds.

Dinners out, new experiences, new friendships. Arguments, discussions, and business cases. Balancing who does what (a much shorter discussion when in a serviced apartment) and who drives when.

And before we knew it, six months of marriage had passed.

It hasn’t always been perfect, but we’re living a pretty privileged life, and so far it’s pretty damn good.

Thank you Hubby, for your tolerance, acceptance, and cooking. For your humour, caring, and cuddles. Here’s to the next six months and beyond!

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I once said that I was leaving [on a jet plane] and didn’t know when I’d be back again. But now I know and the answer is Friday! THIS FRIDAY! Yes New Zealand, I will be back for a a couple of weeks. I am blonder, perhaps slightly off-white, and no taller (or shorter, I hope).

Tonight is the night we jet set from Doha to Auckland, to endure a 24+ hour journey via Bangkok. I naively thought that since Emirates fly via Dubai, I’d almost be halfway home. This was a lie but it’ll be worth it.

[Tip: booking from Doha to Auckland on Emirates is actually cheaper than booking Dubai to Auckland, so being sneaky and booking a cheap flight to Dubai doesn’t work! Consider mixing airlines as they have worked out cheaper and quicker for us.]

I haven’t seen the green green grass of home for nearly 2.5 years, meaning I haven’t seen a lot of my family or friends during that time either. I’ve changed a little – I mean, I surprised even myself and got married then moved to the Middle East. No one would have guessed that would happen!

Green grass has turned to brown, clinging onto cracked dirt desperate for a drink. While I am hoping that the weather remains dry and sunny, I’m from the ‘countryside’ where we’re still on rain water from a tank in the garden, and Mum has threatened that we may be bathing in the river if it doesn’t rain any time soon.

My concerns lay with NZ Day 1, where I leave Hubby to fend for himself on my friend’s stag do. Much beer will be consumed, and who knows where they’ll end up, or how he’s going to cope with jet lag!

We’ve got catch ups organised, trips away booked, rugby to watch, and a wedding to attend, not to mention an important birthday (you can provide your present ideas to Hubby here). I’m most excited about seeing Nana and introducing her to Hubby for the first time, turning up to bowling to hang out with my friends, and seeing my friend’s face when his bride walks down the aisle!

Now it’s time to pack, jump on a plane, and arrive in time to crack open a crisp cider on my parent’s deck. (Mum, if you’re reading this, a Monteiths crushed apple cider would be great!)

See you on the other side!

*SQUEEEEEEEE* <—- that’s me, all excited like.