The Life of a Grad Student Wife.

As we’re nearing the end of my husband’s MBA program (he graduates in December), I’m more excited than ever to finally be able to have nights open to spend time together and enjoy cooking dinner and spending time together after work. I’m a very independent person, and I always find something to do with free evenings, usually working out, taking yoga classes or catching up on household chores.

I used to read a blog written by the wife of a law student, and she always talked about how busy her husband was and how she did the majority of the household tasks while he was in school because he already had so much to do. At the time, I was a law student, so I could relate to the workload that her husband had. However, the tables have turned dramatically, as I’ve been an MBA student’s girlfriend, fiancee, and now wife, for the past two years – so I’ve had the opportunity to see both perspectives. 

I think by being on both sides, I appreciate and understand the fact that my husband is busy – after all, he works 8 hours a day and then goes directly to class until 9 or 10 at night. That right there makes me not want to even think about grad school (but I do want to go back one day!). I’m proud of him for being committed to work and education and I know that this is a great opportunity for him to really pursue his dream career. However, I have to speak honestly and say that it’s hard…hard to come home to an empty house 2-3 nights per week, and feel like the week slips by so quickly. The weekend is also a blur, as we try to cram everything we want or need to do into 2 short days! 

I don’t really have a point that I’m trying to make…I just felt like writing about this because I’m sure there are tons of other couples out there who are feeling the same way – with one or both of them in graduate school or traveling for work or pulling longer hours in the office (which is the last place you want to be on a summer evening!). Some days I don’t think twice about it, and others, it really sucks when I’m home alone at night. By the time my husband gets home from class, I’m pretty much passed out on the couch so we don’t talk much about our day. 

The silver lining to this is, of course, in December, it’ll all be over and he’ll graduate…and the other silver living is that he’s going to make the big bucks with his shiny MBA degree. Right? 🙂 #agirlcandream