A couple weeks ago, after working on the kitchen redo all damn day, Chris and I sat out on the back patio at almost 10pm, drinking our second-ish drinks, probably drowning away our sorrows about all the work the kitchen was is still turning out to be.
“Why do you always want to WORK, man?”
“You’re the one who wanted to redo the kitchen. I just do what you ask.”
“Dammit.”
Then out of nowhere, I realized it was the anniversary of the day Chris and I met all those those few years ago.
“Hey! We met five years ago today!”
“Today today?”
“Yeah! I’d say it worked out!”
I was glad I realized the date before it passed us by — it shed a whole new light on an otherwise tedious day.
Tedious days may come and go, but going on a child-less dinner date is forever. Forever as long as the grandparents are here to watch her, that is…
Awwww, I love this! It’s so fun to remember things like that. I still have my paper day planner from when we were dating and I have ALL of our first dates in there. So fun.
Congrats!