April 8, 2001-

Albuquerque is so beautiful in the Spring. The sky is so blue.

Mark continues to push so hard for marriage. I don’t understand his hurry and he can never really give a reason. Still, it’s almost every day that he brings it up. I just want to finish school right now. That’s my main focus. I don’t know why he doesn’t acknowledge the importance because, himself an ivy league grad with two graduate degrees, I know he recognizes it. It is frustrating to no end. I’m not ready to be a wife to anyone and God forbid he decides he wants to add children to the mix. I cannot foresee having a child anytime in the next 10 years. Ugh I don’t even want to think about that.