Today is our first wedding anniversary, and we celebrated by visiting the Boston Harbor Islands. We were very surprised to see a raccoon on a sandbar just off the shore, and spent quite a while watching it as it buried something in the gravel and moseyed around amongst the seagulls. Some photos of the raccoon, as well as my efforts at artistic landscape photos, are at the end of this post. I had also gotten a mini cake from the same bakery we got our wedding cake at, so we enjoyed the first anniversary tradition of having some wedding-ish cake without having to eat something that has a year’s worth of freezer burn on it. It’s been 1 year, and yet we felt so fully committed to each other even before we married, that it’s a milestone that doesn’t really mark any major change in the tempo of our lives together.
It’s been nearly 3 years since we started living together. Because E moved into the house that I owned, we wanted a way to make the place ours, and decided to paint some of the rooms into vibrant colors instead of the generic off-white I’d originally used. Unfortunately, the medium blue we chose for the bedroom wound up feeling a little cold and a little like the bottom of a YMCA pool. So we’re taking advantage of the fact that M is away for a week (visiting Arizona and the Grand Canyon with my parents) to move all our bedroom furniture into his room so we can repaint our room into a more neutral pale yellow/cream color, and put in laminate flooring in place of the revolting old carpeting full of cat dander, cat spitup, and assorted other gross things we don’t even want to think about.
It’s been 5 years since I first asked E out on a date. 5 years since I was so out-of-practice at asking and she was so out-of-practice at being asked, that one of her coworkers had to read my email and inform her that yes, I was asking her out. 5 years in which we’ve gotten to know each other so well, that our lives are now fully woven together. She’s got full responsibility for the audiovisual and IT needs of our household, which means we now have a TV antenna that gets such awesome reception we can watch channel 7 even when it rains. I’ve got full responsibility for the tool-time and putting-things-together aspects of the household, which explains why, when we moved her dresser into M’s room, she put the first couple drawers back in misaligned by an inch before asking me to just do it.
Here was a conversation we had the other day:
S: “How’s your coworker doing? The one with the problem?”
E: “Which one?”
S: “The one whose name I can never remember, that starts with K.”
E: “You mean Todd?”
S: “Yeah, him!”
If we can sound this much like an old married couple at 1/3/5 years, can you imagine what we’ll be like in another 10?
Here’s the raccoon at the island:
And the landscape shots: