Sunday... I feel like my life is going by so quickly. I have worked all week with only one promotion. The desire for a real bed that will let me sleep all night long has consumed too much of my thoughts.

Today, I decided to track down Billy and see how he felt about starting a family. He was very receptive. In fact, he thought it was a great idea to get married right away. Shameless Sim that I am, I am not really sure if I just wanted the extra income to buy a bed. I did start a relationship with Billy hoping that the end result would be marriage. The fact that we are both artistic gives us something in common as well. My big question is, "Do I really love him?" I mean "Where are the bolts of chemistry?" Will we have a lack-luster love life and grow apart over time?



All I knew about Billy when we got married today was that he too was artistic. Now that I know him better, I find that he is really a loner and he can be inappropriate. He wants to master the arts, just as I do; but then he wants a job in law enforcement. How does that help one master the arts? Maybe he'll change his mind about law or maybe about mastering the arts; or maybe, he'll prove that he can do both.



Monday... It was beyond wonderful to sleep in a real bed! I ate the last of my apples last night, but I didn't have to go harvest any more. I drank orange juice out of our new fridge! Granted, we only have a bed and fridge right now, as well as a burglar alarm that we mounted on the mail box; but that is really all we need at this time. With Billy working at the police department and my paychecks from the theatre, we will soon be able to start building a house. The only real problem is that Billy works days and I work evenings. I guess that will ensure that we actually skill build and network during the other's shift.



This morning we both went to the art gallery and used the bathroom facilities. (I wonder how long I will continue to think of it as home?) When Billy went off to work, I called my boss and partner before practicing on my guitar for a while. (Do I really have that much more free time now that I don't have to harvest apples and catch little cat naps?)


Tuesday... Oh yea, I got a promotion to stagehand last night! I guess that extra time to work on guitar skills has paid off. Billy got a promotion at work today too! He gets off work at 3 p.m. and I start at 4 p.m. with my new job. That gave us an hour in the park together before I had to clock in. I left Billy playing our guitar as I went to work.



I also found out that I am pregnant already. That was some honeymoon! Billy was up when I came home and gave me a massage. That was really nice.


Wednesday... We bought a few more things. Billy wanted an easel of our own. He doesn't like crowds much, so he prefers to practice and skill build at home. That meant we needed a chess set too since he needs to be able to outwit the criminals.



Billy is as excited about the baby as I am. In fact, he might be even more excited than I am as he tends to be a bit over-emotional at times. He already bought a crib and is hoping for a boy. I harvested a few more apples from that vacant home and I am hoping that I stay healthy while I am pregnant. (I do want a happy, healthy baby boy.) The sunshine and fresh air were nice perks as well.



I finished another book for work. It should help me be a better backstage hand. I also gained a bit of logic playing chess at the park and picked up a few seeds that someone must have lost on the way home from the grocery store. Billy created a colorful painting and sold it for almost 30 simoleans. We also went by the reading room and read about what to expect when pregnant. While there, Billy practiced his writing skills. He now wants to be an author. With his artistic creativity, his logical mind, and his report-writing skills, I think he has chosen well.




Thursday...Have I mentioned lately how much I love our new bed? I do get backaches now and then even with the comfortable mattress. Billy will give me a massage every evening though. He is really sweet. I think, er... I hope that I made a good decision marrying him.



We are still using the bathroom at the art gallery and though we have our own easel and chess set, we still often use those downtown. It is just so pleasant to be in surroundings that don't remind us of how little we have. I mean, we have enough, more than enough, actually. Billy got a promotion today and he has a few opportunities to increase his logic and make points with his boss, so we finally built a small house.




Friday... In the wee early hours today, Kane made an appearance. I think he has his dad's eyes. We bonded instantly and I hope that bond survives the growing up years and teen angst. I can't wait to see what he looks like when he grows up. I know he will be a little genius!



I took him with me to the art gallery today. I laid him on a rug while I used the bathroom and bathed. He laid there contentedly while I practiced guitar. Billy came by the art gallery after work to bathe before heading over to school to lecture the kids and stopping by my boss' home to try and make him see logic. (With the new baby, I could really use a raise or a promotion.)



Our new home is wonderful, though I thought our house could use some plumbing items. I salivated over the tub from the art gallery. The bathroom with the tub turned out to be very popular today, so I used the smaller latrine. Somehow I found myself in possession of that sink, which is now installed in our home next to the fridge.




Saturday... Today Billy and I shared a day off. We went to the art gallery to bathe, of course. Billy played with little Kane while I painted. At first, Kane wasn't sure what to think of his dad, but now they are friends. I had improved my musical skills enough to play for tips the other day. I didn't get much money, but it was enough to impress my co-worker Jon, who is a partner at the theatre.



With the extra money we had in our household funds, I wanted to buy something nice for our home. Since I hoped to cut down on the time we spend using the bathroom at the art gallery, a shower was purchased. Now we won't need to run by the gallery on the way to work.