"Where to Begin"

- My Morning Jacket

Day 38 of Marriage
Day 1 of Blogging

When people look for someone with whom they wish to spend the rest of their lives, they look for different things; a love of outdoors, similar political views, a personal drive in their career, etc.  A musician usually gives up early in life trying to find another musician who is like-minded, yet different enough to not pose an artistic threat.  Musicians end up with visual artists, or better yet, people who can actually make money with their talents.  But when the Mr. and I met that fateful day in the music building, we knew that we could never be with someone who didn't make music again.

You know that feeling of knowing someone down to their very core?  With a musician, there is only so far down you can go before the music takes over and, those who don't speak music, can't go any further.  That is not to say that a musician is more deep than, say, a lawyer.  It is only to say that we speak a different language.

When people have found the person they want to spend the rest of their lives with, they generally leave their home in the morning and go to different jobs, coming back home to spend their evenings together and complain about the idiots with whom they work or the stress of their career.

We were foolish enough not to do that.

Instead we decided that we should go into business together - through our cover band, our ukulele jazz trio, our photography, our recording, everything.  We have made the conscious decision to be the idiots with whom we work.

So these will be our stories.  Of dealing with each other through work, art and marriage.

Maybe we all might just learn something along the way.

- Mrs.