slowly going insane part one (boston colonist durring 1767-1773 (boston massicare)

Dear Diary,                                June 5th, 1767
I came home from the stores to find this diary on the table with a note from my husband who had worked all day. It's our anniversary, I have made a wonderful dinner, a cake, and got my hands on some wine. Yes, I'm only 28, and he's only 31, but we do drink. T'was a wonderful night, my husband was happier than ever with the cod and fresh bread I had prepared. We don't have much money, and aren't poor, I'm a housewife and he's a blacksmith working in boston. He is rather happy with his job, he comes home happy every day. Mainly seeing me makes him happy, we don't have kids, the atmosphere is rather calm, The food tasted amazing. it wasn't too warm and it wasn't too cold, t'was just right. We settled down on the couch and he read the daily newspaper, I sewed. I made a soft quilt with my name "Avery Kandson" as the mid design. I can't tell when he fell asleep, I just looked over and saw him passed out on his chair. T'was nearly 10 PM when I went to bed to sleep off the day. I've been up since 4 AM preparing the meal and doing my other duties as a housewife. T'is an easy job, yet it still exhausts me.

See all 0 comments