Tomorrow is our second wedding anniversary and I feel like more has happened in the past two years of our lives than in the decade plus before it. Between job and school changes, moving into our new home, being quarantined for the past three months together (and surviving), coping with loss, traveling, trying to conceive….whew….. …
We haven’t killed each other yet…so that’s a plus, right? I have however, solidified my decision in that we should never work together. No. Nope. Just…no. I’m fairly certain if we still lived in our 900 square foot apartment, we would have killed each other by now. Or at the very least there would have …
This has been….a week. Our normal counseling department of 5 (which is finally going to return to it’s intended 6 this coming week as our new counselor begins) was down to 3 or 1 at some varying points. Partially due to random illnesses and partially due to various school events that we were all planning. As a …
So I’m admitting to playing the negligent wife for Devon’s birthday yesterday. I know I got him a cake last weekend and we did some stuff then. But I didn’t say a word to him yesterday. Not even in the morning as we were getting ready for work. In fact, I didn’t say anything to …
No, seriously, I’m really asking. Normally, Devon is really good at telling me what he wants or at least giving me some sort of an idea. This year, he did tell me two small things he wanted, which were video game related (I know…you’re shocked). But, I asked him again a couple of days ago …
This absolute goofball is 33 today.
But not me this time. Devon is actually doing the changing this time. Which, if you know him is utterly shocking. And no we’re not breaking up. I have my wedding dress, damnit, we’re down the aisle.
