The Adventures of a Young Wife

Sitting in traffic, on this Wednesday. "Ugh, Amy, everyday, the same thing" I say to myself. Traffic moving slowly as it does every afternoon on my way home from work. I love my job, I teach at the local high school, and I feel its rewarding, teaching young minds. Though I have my fair share of trouble students. Some didn't respect me, at 26 years old I'm not that much older than my students, and some make rude, suggestive comments to me.

I get my fair share of attention. My short 5'2" frame, I keep myself in shape, I exercise frequently, eat healthy, and seldom drink a glass of wine on the weekends. I don't mind the attention I get, from students, from other teachers, from people at the gym, from random guys in the store.

I lose myself in thought and don't realize it's already been an hour in stop and go traffic before I finally get to my street and pull into our driveway.

I go inside, make dinner, and me and my husband eat in relative silence. I think to myself 'I really wish something would happen to add some excitement to my days'

We finish eating, and I clean the table, my husband kisses my cheek before going into the family room.