The Best Life Yet

The vacation hold for mail can now be done online, instead of only at the post office like it used to be. Just FYI, in case, like me with the vacation we took a few years ago, you hadn’t thought to check. I ran out of energy and time before our vacation last spring to go to the post office, so I checked out their website and was so happy I could do it there (especially since our neighbors I trust to get our mail were out of town at the same time we were).
 
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The vacation hold for mail can now be done online, instead of only at the post office like it used to be. Just FYI, in case, like me with the vacation we took a few years ago, you hadn’t thought to check. I ran out of energy and time before our vacation last spring to go to the post office, so I checked out their website and was so happy I could do it there (especially since our neighbors I trust to get our mail were out of town at the same time we were).
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Thanks! I actually ended up doing exactly that! I'm slowly making progress on the rest of it. More real updates eventually . . . for the most part things have just been chugging along as usual.
 
Monday, Jasper ended up canceling on me because he had a lead on a possible job and needed to do a bunch of prep of stuff to show them. Instead of going over there, I spent the night on the couch next to Rider, taking care of wedding stuff. We bought our rings, priced announcements, and did the vacation hold online. I also set up a Honeyfund in case anyone wants to buy us a drink on our honeymoon.

Yesterday, I picked my dress up from the alteration place, then grabbed Rider and we went out to Elena's Ides of Trump political postcard thing. Val was also there, as well as a few other people. Yesterday I also started a low-carb diet thingie till the wedding. Over the fall and winter, I'd lost nearly 20 pounds, but the bad weather and drinking a bit too much again was making it come back. I'd gained 8 pounds back in the space of two months! Perry's pictures from this weekend definitely showed weight gain in my face and upper arms—two places I'm very self-conscious about.

So to try to lose that weight again, I'm back to counting calories (and thankfully back on my bike more now that the weather is clearing up), and adding in counting carbs and also intermittent fasting (where I only eat within an 8-hour window each day). So . . . I've been pretty hungry! The wine at the postcard party went straight to my head and I had to make Rider drive home!

Today after work, I hustled to the post office to get postcard stamps and mail all the cards. Then I did some house chores.

Jasper had texted me earlier today to see if I wanted to hang out. I'd told him when he'd canceled on Monday that I was free tonight and Friday. I really hadn't expected to hear from him, so that was a pleasant surprise. I ran it by Rider, who was fine with it, and we made plans for 8:00.

I biked over, and when I got there, he wanted to cuddle and talk. Apparently he'd been having a rough week emotionally because of some ex-related stuff that his therapy appointment had stirred up. I was happy to give him a cuddle and let him vent. Then we ordered Indian delivery, and while we waited for it, we had some phenomenal sex. It makes me feel weak in my elbows just to remember it.

After sex, we were totally lazy: watched a new show, ate delivery food, cuddled on the couch, and made out a little more. Then it was time for me to go home, so I did. And here I am!

Rider spent all night while I was gone doing laundry and participating in his favorite weekday pastimes: watching wrestling, playing guitar, and drinking liquor. Right now I am watching him play guitar along with songs by his favorite band. I was so emotionally stirred earlier when our wedding rings arrived (yay, Amazon Prime) and we tried them on and hugged, and I just felt so perfectly happy.

Rider is truly my home. Every morning that I wake up to him (which is almost every morning), I snuggle closer for a pre-work cuddle and look at his face and just smile.

Aside from the out-of-the-ordinary wedding prep stuff, our life has settled into a pretty cozy, comfortable routine lately. Every week, we have one band practice, one taco mini-date, and one lazy night together. Most weeks, we also have a real date night. And then the other nights, we have our time with our friends, either separately or together. We collaborate on music and chores and pet care and wedding tasks. Most nights we have sex, to varying degrees of penetration and kinkiness. Once or twice a week, I go see Jasper for anywhere from a less-than-an-hour booty call to a few hours' hangout to an overnight.

Things are peaceful. I am happy.
 
Shit. Things have taken some kind of turn with Jasper. It's hard to explain, but I'll try. So, backstory, here's a brief summary of the most recent events with him, in chronological order:

Thu 3/9 - We were supposed to hang out. He went to a movie with friends that ran over our hangout time, effectively standing me up to the point where I gave up and started home but he texted at the last moment profusely apologizing and we hung out for an hour anyway.

Mon 3/13 - We were supposed to hang out but he canceled, having a lead on a job and needing to do work things. I was chill about it.

Wed 3/15 - He got into contact same-day asking for a hangout. We hung out. It was awesome.

Fri 3/17 - We'd said we might hang out and that we would touch base and decide at that time whether we wanted to or not. I texted him several times and he never responded until the next day. Boo.

Sat 3/18 - He was drunk-texting me saying he wished we could hang out. I offered the next day because I was already doing stuff.

Sun 3/19 - I tried to get him to come out on an adventure with me but he didn't want to. He offered for me to come over after I was done. I said no, but I'm free on Tues.

Tues 3/21 (today) - We were supposed to hang out and he canceled, saying he'd forgotten he was supposed to go support a friend at a creative thing.

So where I suddenly found myself today was with the realization that a) he has been WAY flaky lately, and b) he really has not tried to or wanted to do any real "friend" activities with me—only meeting up for sex at night, or drunk-texting booty call attempts.

I feel like I am literally at the very bottom of his priority list, and it feels shitty. I also feel like that whole conversation where I told him I needed to have more of a friendship with someone I'm having sex with, rather than just being a sex outlet—like that somehow fell by the wayside.

I was happy for a while because when we'd hang out, we'd TALK about all the cool things we could do: go hiking, go dancing, trade books, play games . . . our conversations were holding the PROMISE of real friendship. But as time has passed, none of those activities has come to pass, and I've come to realize that given the level of priority he's been placing on our friendship, maybe they just won't. Ugh.

So today I did the adult thing and initiated a phone conversation with him (I hate the phone) about WTF is going on. It was hard. I cried mid-sentence a few times, which is odd for me mid-cycle.

He told me he gets to a point where he feels like we are too "couple-y" and starts to pull back. He's said stuff like that before but, when pressed, has been unable to produce any kind of explanation of what that means. And I find it especially confusing because HE is the one who tells me he loves me first most of the time, who pulls me onto his lap in his office chair while we're ordering food online, who kisses me "just because it had been too long since we'd kissed." If he wants to not do romantic-ish stuff like that . . . he could just . . . stop? I'd be fine.

So this time I pressed for an explanation, and he said he thinks it has to do with a sense of stability. Basically when we get into a groove where we are seeing each other with any kind of regularity, and with an expectation that there will be a next time, then he suddenly feels like it's a steady thing he can depend on and he doesn't like that feeling.

Well.

That probably isn't going to work.

Because pretty much the only time I can feel comfortable enough with someone to enjoy fucking them is when I feel like it's a dependable, stable thing that I think is going to keep on for at least a little while.

And then we had a whole chamber of the conversation about how I really need my FWBs to be ACTUAL FRIENDS (we've had this one before). If I can't, like, offer to scoop someone up and take them hiking, or extend an invitation for pints and wandering downtown and have them every once in a while take me up on it, then they probably aren't my friend. If the only time I ever see you is after dark and/or after we've both been drinking, and then we have sex, that is not a friendship—it's a straight booty call.

There are friends, with whom you can do most anything, and then there are just activity partners—those people with whom the only thing you do is play a particular game or eat on a lunch break or play instruments together. Being an introvert who prefers a small circle, I tend to favor those friends who can be multipurpose, with at least more than one common activity. And Jasper and I have plenty of activities that we both adore. It's just that the only one he seems to prefer my company for is sex.

I told him explicitly today (and I'm pretty sure I'd said it before) that I am not interested in an activity partner where the only activity is sex. I need a real friendship—even if a new and still growing one—in order to want sex. He said he thinks he might want just a sex activity-partner. Well, OK, you're welcome to that with anyone, but it can't be me, because I'm not up for that. I told him we can be real friends with benefits, who go do things together and get to know each other outside of the bedroom, and also have sex. Or we can be platonic friends who ONLY do non-sex things. Or we can not hang out at all.

He said, "But I really like having sex with you." Well, so do I. I like it a whole hell of a lot. But I honestly don't care enough about sex in general to make it the entire axis that a friendship spins upon. I told him that his choices may soon be "no sex + friendship" vs. "no sex + no friendship." It just fucks with my emotions too hard to do "sex + no friendship" and it apparently fucks with his too hard to do "sex + friendship."

So we seem to have hit two large stones of probable incompatibility:

He desires instability by design and lack of coming together for non-sex activities. I require some measure of stability and coming together for non-sex activities in order for sex to be desirable. These things seem to be diametrically opposed.

I have left things here with him:

- I have expressed a willingness to tweak things for one more "round" and see if we can't find something that works for us both. I'm willing to be patient and suffer a bit more potential damage in exchange for potential gain if we succeed.

- I have also expressed that the way that it's looking is that we might just be fundamentally incompatible in these two ways. He objected, saying that he's actually confused and doesn't know what he wants, so I've asked him to do some soul-searching and we'll reconvene on Monday to discuss.

- We agree that the sex that we have is world-class and that we enjoy each other's company.

And so, I wait. Till Monday. I'll be pretty busy, so it's not like I'll be watching the clock. And we still have been texting a bit.

But you know what the really fucked up part of all of this is? The part that's the hardest to explain?

It's that merely going through this exercise with him—discussing our own desires and boundaries and hurt places and nice places, indeed, discussing the very thing that will likely be our downfall—has actually made me feel more, like, romantically attached to him.

Which makes me feel like a hypocrite, because here I am arguing that I'm not about that with him, but then THE VERY ACT OF ARGUING has the delayed effect of my feeling that way.

It makes sense, in a way: the fact that the two of us are willing to pick ourselves apart and stand our ground and fight, not only for what each of us wants but also for how we might be able to work it out together—I guess that's what relationships are made of, and I guess it could suggest a seed of something real that neither of us are ready to let go of.

If he were almost anyone else, I'd be seriously considering that he's actually just a fuckboy who's unwilling to give up getting laid for the first time in a long time. I feel like that's probably how my words on this page will translate. But that's not who he is. It's really hard to explain.
 
I am reading you, and don't think he's just a fuckboy. I think he's confused because the stuff IS CONFUSING. Like it's confusing for people who have been programmed by normal society, for people who have been programmed by their upbringing, for even seasoned non-monogamists who feel like we've cracked big chunks of our own code...it is still confusing.

I read that he is feeling "sex + friendship = RELATIONSHIP." And he cannot Relationship with you because you are not His Person, and you never will be. You've got Rider. You're gonna totally marry him. To Jasper, Relationship feels like "I'm yours, you're mine" maybe, at least that is the norm, and since he can't do that with you, he doesn't see how he can Relationship with you...and if he can't Relationship with you...then how to have the cake and eat it too, well...for him, in his mind, that has been to keep the sex switch in the "on" position but to try and deliberately be funny about the "friendship" piece. Like oh no, I better not start to respect and...LOVE...this woman...because she isn't My Person.

Well.

Something that I was thinking during my little day hike through polyland was that it would be nice if people would stop bundling all of our relationship expectations and negotiate the various pieces separately. Friendship is still a bundled concept, too. If he wants to be involved with a poly woman, he needs to break out of his previous modes of thinking and examine things. If that is too hard...then he should just only date mono chicks and try to form a mono partnership. Sad to give up a good thing, because of social programming and hangups, in my opinion, but people do it all the time.

Otherwise though... I mean take the dependability piece for example. Why is it a problem if there is dependability? Is it because you are not His, so he doesn't want to feel like he is (unequally) Yours, and does not wish to be seen as dependable to you, because he feels that if there is ever conflict between him and Rider, he'll lose out? Is it because he feels that being dependable is a commitment step that makes him less available to possible others, including the mysterious One that might be Out There? What's bugging him about being dependable? Could he maybe pick that apart enough and realize that it comes down to just being considerate? Choose a different word, if dependable feels too complicated. Considerate, thoughtful, respectful or kind.

Frankly I don't think that even a fuckbuddy needs to be inconsiderate, or should be. That was part of the foolishness that ruined my fun times with the Worm King, I am pretty sure. For whatever reason, he was seriously resistant to things getting too...relationshippy. At signs of investment on my part, he had to push back with flaky behavior. That prompted many writings on my part about how emotional investment is NOT a trap. I am quite capable of honoring boundaries. But...maybe, emotionally, these guys aren't? Maybe that's the problem. They just cannot unbundle the feelings, and respectful behavior, and friendship, and sex, from Big Hairy Relationship Expectations, such as monogamous commitment and escalation...? So to avoid the one, they destroy the other? Seems a shame, to me.

I don't get to have my FB/FWB person anymore, and I would have tried to keep things open with Zen if that had been going on strong like it was in the beginning for us...but it flailed out due to WK's flakiness and complete unwillingness to negotiate, or even talk like decent adults. I hope that your experience with Jasper goes better. And I do not think it's unreasonable to expect that, nor do I think that respectful negotiation and a sincere effort to keep doing a good thing you both enjoy, while mitigating any pieces that cause discomfort, is a sign of "oh no, we're going too far, trying to preserve this...if we were properly casual we'd just let it fall to the wayside, what are we doing??"

I don't think you should give up, stop trying, or stop talking, unless you're sure that you cannot find a comfortable and happy place to meet on what each of you needs and wants. Just my 2 cents though.
 
Wow, Spork, thanks for the long and thoughtful reply. I have more to say about it that who knows when I will have the time to say it, but I did want to hop on and tell ya thanks! :)
 
I also want to bookmark here to remember for a later post: the strange breakthrough I had in meditation early this morning when I woke too early and was trying to fall back to sleep—that and how it jumbled up in my dreams with a podcast I'd recently listened to, and gave me some crazy timely insights.
 
My crazy upcoming schedule:

Tonight - band practice

Tomorrow night - our first bar show with new drummer

Saturday day - possibly try to get re-tested just in case after newest fluid bonding (may put off till next Saturday), stop by eye doctor to pick up contact prescription, dye hair, call bakery, Pilates, chastity game with Rider

Saturday night - Alice party at the goth club

Sunday day - Vegan festival, call mom

Sunday night - Order airport shuttles for Europe trip, order wedding night lingerie for both of us, Duolingo practice for the trip

Monday night - Pilates, convo with Jasper

Tuesday night - Taco date with Rider, final laser appointment

Wed-Fri - I'm at a work conference

Fri night - going out in a nearby town with Rider

WHEW! Barely time to breathe! Politics is gonna have to wait till after the wedding . . .
 
I'm home from work early because I have to wake up at balls o'clock in the morning so I asked my boss if I could leave a couple hours early just to make sure I can actually have some evening this evening.

I have to make this quick because Rider, excited that I was leaving early, also cut out of work early and should be home soon. I don't have time to go into very much detail, but here's how some of the things I've talked about here have panned out:

Our band's show was really good. We had the best turnout of the four bands that played that night, and the bar owner seemed really impressed, as did some of our music-snobbier friends who were catching us for the first time. That makes me happy.

The Alice party was good. We did chastity there but we ended up getting too drunk to do much follow-through afterward. We fell asleep on the couch right after getting home. We did wake up and have sex after that nap but it was just vanilla sex.

The vegan fest was slightly a clusterfuck—rather poorly organized, though I heard it was better than last year. The lines for everything were too long. I think the organizers should have made a minimum number of staff for each booth in order to enter. Rider and I went with Oona and Toby (who are still getting along) and we still had fun though. After the fest, we did a make-up chastity session for the kink we'd missed out on the night before. We also tried out our new smotherbox. :D

Yesterday I got the raise I'd asked for Friday—they gave me 11%! Which was what I was hoping for but not necessarily expecting. That's how much I need to balance out the increases this year in my student loan payments, rent, etc. So I'm at least staying afloat rather than going further into debt.

My conversation with Jasper yesterday went really well. He basically said that he DOES want to be my real friend and do other stuff with me. He was just in a weird mood that day and thinks he said some things he doesn't really mean after closer inspection. We both confessed that we'd had days during the past week where we were like, "fuck it, I'm just gonna walk away" and then missed each other and came back around to wanting to try.

My whole thing was, like, how pathetic is it to even WANT to be friends with someone who is on the fence about wanting to be friends with ME. And I told him that, and he said he definitely does want to be my friend. He's not sure how platonic would work, though, if we ever had to try that route, because our chemistry is just INSANE. "To that, I say, 'good luck to us!'" he said.

And he's right. Even as lukewarm-to-stony as I felt before I saw him, the minute he hugged me, neither of us wanted to let go. We ended up kissing before even having our conversation. But then we walked down to a restaurant and did have the conversation, and it was good. And then after that . . . we were falling so hard into each other's eyes with desire that it was first impossible to finish a story, then impossible to finish a sentence.

"Let's finish these drinks and go back to my place before we get to the point of being unable to finish a word," he said. Literally our clothes were off the moment we crossed the threshold, him pinning me against the front door. We ended up fucking on the floor for a while before moving to the bed to finish.

After, I didn't mean to, but we fell asleep. I woke up panicked about the time, but it actually hadn't been too long. We had sex one more time and then I got a text from Rider saying that the show he was at had ended, and I headed home. Jasper wanted me to stay, I think, but that was impossible: school night, no advance clearance, plus I'm about to be away from home for two nights for work.

So . . . everything seems to be working out. :)
 
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I'm still going to keep a pin in those earlier topics. I'm just not feeling writing about them right now. Things have been good, if busy and a little exhausting.

I had to go to a conference for work Wednesday through Friday, so that's pretty much all I did during the week: conference prep and then the actual conference, which tends to be very long work days. Rider and I did have a REALLY sexy videochat Thursday night, during which I was actually able to come with him watching me. Usually I can't if I know someone is watching. I think the distance of the videochat makes it feel less like there are eyes on me.

Friday, when I got out of the conference, I met Rider out in a town near where my conference was. A couple of his fellow fanclub members met us out for dinner and drinks we ended up going back to their place and I was so tired from the conference that I fell asleep on their couch! Some exciting party person I am. :p Rider drove me home and we promptly went to sleep.

Saturday morning, Rider and I woke up and had some of the best sex we've had in a while. He got me off with his hand, which is something that's only ever happened once before, and then we had brain-shattering PIV. I was so turned on.

Also, something I've noticed the past few times we've done PIV: Rider has gotten more . . . he calls it "splashy" lately. As in, his semen always used to be very thick and viscous and have almost, like, semi-solids in it. He's the first guy I'd ever been with where it wouldn't actually run out of me afterward—it'd just stay up in there, neat and clean as you please. Well, the past couple of weeks, he's been SO voluminous and liquidy! It's kind of cool, actually! I'm not sure if it's something different he's been doing. He HAS switched to mostly sparkling water after work during the week instead of beer, so perhaps he's just more hydrated!

After sex, I took care of some chores and errands, and then Rider headed out to his fanclub BBQ and I headed out hiking all by myself. IT WAS AMAZING! I find so much therapeutic value in nature. I even saw a snake and a coyote! And I shopped the cool vintage store up near the park. I bought something completely me and also completely ridiculous. :D

There had been three candidates for accompanying me on the hike: Oona, Val, and Jasper. But when the time rolled around, Oona wasn't feeling it, Val had a sudden work thing come up, and Jasper, who has been working on a week-long test for this dream job he's applied to, felt like he'd rather spend time polishing his work. But in the end, I was really happy that it was just me!

(An aside, I'm really happy for Jasper. When I'd seen him Monday, he'd actually asked my advice about whether to follow up after his interview and, if so, what to say, and I'd told him that it couldn't HURT to let the guy know that this is literally his dream job. There are so many desperate work-seekers out there just looking for any tangentially related-to-their-interests job who lie and try to shove their pegs in the hole. But for Jasper, this job is the EXACT thing he wants to do. It was that follow-up that led to his second-round testing! I feel like I helped in some small way!)

There was a bit of a miscommunication after the hike. Rider and I had spoken earlier in the day about having a fancy dinner date after his BBQ, but I guess we never firmed up plans to the point that they were at the forefront of Rider's mind. So *I* was thinking, OK, when I'm done the hike, I'll check in and then go pick him up, since it'll be about dinnertime. And *he* was apparently not really thinking about it—he wasn't looking at his phone until well after when would be a good time to eat, so he totally missed my texts and I gave up and just drove home.

I was a little upset about it at the time, but I made the most of it. I had Indian leftovers from the conference, and I had an edible and my leftovers and then spent a quiet night binge-watching, which is not something I normally do. In the morning, Rider and I talked it out, and now everything is fine. It was a simple disconnect in communication and expectation.

Today, Rider and I got a ton done. We did a spring cleaning of every room but the bedroom (to be continued) and I touched up my hair and talked to my mom. Rider checked out some boots that he may end up buying as wedding shoes. And then his dude friends came over to watch Wrestlemania while did taxes. At one point, there were eight dudes in my living room. And then a moment later, Jasper texted me, asking if I were free!

I am not much of a wrestling fan, and nine people in my apartment is a bit of a stretch, so I ran it by Rider and he said it was fine if I went over there after taxes. So I did.

It was really nice. We had fantastic sex and then went out and he bought me Thai food (because the place was cash only and I was out of cash, plus, he said, I'd paid for the cab to get over there). Then we went back to his place and played with his cat and had an after dinner drink and watched an episode of that show we'd started.

When the show was over, I still had time left before needing to leave, so we cuddled up on the couch and took a short nap. He's so sleep-cuddly. It's kinda funny—I'm super-super sleep-cuddly at the beginning with people, but, like clockwork, once the NRE starts to run out, my body automatically carves out its own space while I sleep, generally turning away from the person or lying on my back and maybe just reaching out to touch them with a leg or a foot. But at the beginning, I will chase a motherfucker to the edge of the bed to cuddle. I wonder if other people are this way or if it's just me!

Only six days till the wedding! Pretty much everything is done. We just have to address/stamp our announcements, work on our vows, and build the wedding night playlist for the house party after. Other than that, it's all just picking stuff up and dropping stuff off and packing—stuff that can't be done till the moment it needs to be. I'm super excited! This time next week, it'll be the eve of our honeymoon!
 
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Regarding sleep and cuddling:

I have a hard time speaking to what is normal for me in or out of NRE, because of my own relationship history where I had a ton of partners I never really got the massive chemical blitz for and the few that did, it was usually cut short before my intensity had a chance to simmer down. So...I have no idea what is normal. I'm off the edge of the map, here, personally.

I love to be snuggly, but when it comes to the long haul of trying to get hours of sleep, some limb will lose circulation or I worry about if my partner is comfortable, I get a pain in my back or neck or I am too hot or cold. So sleeping tangled up with my lover for a whole night, that is rare. (And god damn that bottom arm! When you're trying to snuggle and the bottom arm is just awkward and in the way no matter what, and I wish I could detach the damn thing and put it somewhere!)

Also I become a furnace when I sleep, apparently, which is odd because normally I run a bit on the cold side...but everyone says I generate a lot of heat in my sleep, so sleeping snuggled up to me isn't always comfortable for my partners.

One thing though... In the past, when sleeping with men that I was falling OUT of love with and on the downslope of my relationship with, if they tried to "spork" me (kinda want to spoon, really want to fork, pokin' my backside with their man parts like) I would get really annoyed. Like one guy, ages ago, that I was with, tried to put the moves on me when I was having a good sleep, and I got so annoyed, I physically pushed him out of the bed with my feet. He thought we were playing, until he landed on the floor. But with someone that I am IN love with? Like Zen? I even told him, he can wake me up anytime. I cannot even imagine saying no to him, or not wanting him. But he's also different in that he might decide to touch me but he's not demanding in the same way that others are. Everything is easy, it's flow, it's fun and good and loving. So he and I, we snuggle, or caress and touch each other, on and off through the night. But we are still working on the mechanics of sleeping together, and actually getting SLEEP. I am doing better but he's still more awake than not, I think.
 
The wedding is so close! How exciting for you.

I can't sleep all wrapped up in someone either, holding hands or touching a leg with a foot is usually enough once it is time for the serious sleeping to begin.
 
My vows:

When we first started hanging out, we were instantly best friends.
You understood me without even knowing me.
At some point, our friendship started to grow into something different.
We slowly built structures on that friendly foundation
until they became the house where my heart now lives.
You are my home, and loving and protecting you has become one of my greatest purposes.
Spending the rest of my life with you is the only thing that makes sense to me.

With this commitment ceremony, I’d like to make some promises:

I promise to do the best that I can to be the thing that lifts you up and launches you forward,
instead of the thing that holds you back.
I promise to encourage you to seek out the richest experiences life has to offer,
and to assist you in your growth while also respecting your autonomy.

I know that sometimes things are going to be rough,
and I promise that, in those moments,
I will strive to be charitable in my interpretations of your words and actions,
to speak up before anything festers,
to own my own part in the trouble,
and to be quick to forgive.

But most of all, I promise just to love you:
those little loves that we find cuddled up in the mornings before work,
and those big loves that we find when something huge happens
and we’re both totally exhausted but just so high on each other
that we never want to go to bed.

I promise to always seek that love, and always to find it,
because it’s always gonna be in there, even if we have to dig for it.
Love is a choice, and I promise to always choose you.
 
Last day in the office and then EIGHTEEN DAYS OFF! I get to marry my best friend and then go to a different continent for the first time.

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But first, I must get through this work day and then clean my house and then drive my pets two hours to go stay with Moss.
 
YAY! There will be pictures, right? On the social medias? Yes? Please? :D

I'm so excited for you!!
 
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YAY! There will be pictures, right? On the social medias? Yes? Please? :D

I'm so excited for you!!
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Yes, we're keeping it pretty much on the DL till after it happens, but Saturday night at dinner, we'll make it "Facebook official" and make an album visible. I'm sure I'll also link at least one picture here. :)
 
I got tears in my eyes when I saw your vows. So beautiful.

I am so excited for your Reverie. :) Congratulations to you both!
 
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