Biggest cliche’ ever, I know. But it’s true.
Devon and I both have been working so much and so hard since school started. Like last year when we were both normally home by…..4 (if that late), this year we’re lucky to each be home by 5:00-5:30. Tonight my poor Devon hasn’t even left yet and it’s already 5:23pm.
I swear, I promise I haven’t died, I haven’t lost my limbs or my mind (fully, anyway) or anything like that. Life just went kind of bonkers after our anniversary. August is usually a little chaotic, but this August just exploded. Nothing hopelessly horrible, but super busy. On top of it, this August was one of the hottest on record for Baltimore, so when I wasn’t super busy it was too hot to do anything but sit almost perfectly still to avoid sweltering.
I did turn 30 on August 8th. Yay me! I didn’t have like a crisis or breakdown or anything crazy. My mother did, for some reason, but for me, it’s just another year, it’s not life altering or causing me to re-evaluate my life and my choices or anything like that. I’m typically pretty content and switching to another decade wasn’t going to magically change that.
The day itself was nice. It was super rainy, which it always is on my birthday for some reason and still achingly hot. So I spent most of the day indoors. Devon made me full rack BBQ ribs for dinner (because he knows his lady loves her BBQ) and a pretty chocolate cake (because he also knows his lady loves her some chocolate). OMG and he got me the ice cream maker attachment for our KitchenAid Mixer and….OMMMMGGGGGGG…..it’s amazing. I love it. I’ve used it like 5 times already. Best gift ever.
So, I haven’t done one of these in a LONG while.
Partially because Summer makes my schedule completely different than it is during the school year, so meals don’t have to be planned out so intricately.
Partially also because I really didn’t eat normally for like….a month and a half. Once I had that root canal and had a temporary crown on, I was really vigilant about not eating hard/chewy things that could pull it off. Then I had my wisdom teeth out which was more pain and weird chewing. I probably didn’t start eating/chewing normally again until about a week ago when it stopped hurting/feeling weird. Even now I still have some of the holes in the back of my mouth that are filling in, so I have to be careful to not get food back there because it can trap bacteria; and that’s the last thing I want.
That sounds like a prison sentence doesn’t it?
When we started dating, Devon promised me 90 years together. I guess he assumed we’d both live to be about 125.
Today marks three years since he promised me that. This week also marks two years that we’ve lived together.
In some ways, it doesn’t seem like it’s been that long on either counts. And it definitely hasn’t felt like a prison sentence.
I also won’t say that every moment has been fantastic and magical because that wouldn’t be real life.
We’ve had our problems and challenges; we’ve had disagreements and been upset with each other; we’ve gotten pissed off at each other for the silliest shit ever. But we deal with it, we get past it, we apologize and forgive each other; and we move on.
And then we have a great time together. One of the perks of dating your best friend is that there is literally no one in this world that I have more fun with than Devon. No one can make me laugh as much as he does and no one can keep me as calm as he does. He knows how to calm me down without making it seem like he’s doing it (if that makes any sense).
I enjoy our life together, even in the rough moments. We grow stronger every year and are still learning about each other every day. We’ve got each other’s back through everything and have no problem telling the other one about themself when they get out of hand.
There is just no one in this world that I’d rather go throough life with. And that makes me feel like the luckiest girl in the world.
They always say that hindsight is 20/20.
It occurred to me after Devon and I were together that he had been planning this relationship-thing for awhile before he fully made his move. There were signs everywhere; some were so large they should have neon flashing on them; Devon’s not known for being the most subtle person in the world. Granted, I’m not hopelessly naive; I did notice some of it, but he was my best friend, taking that leap into another level was a little scary to me.