Reading Leilouta's post about celebrating her first wedding anniversary (Congrats Leilouta!) brought me to a sudden & not entirely welcome realization about my own marriage. For ages I've been going around saying oh we've only been married a couple of months & feeling like a honeymoon couple. But actually we're in our 6th month now. 6 months! That's like half a year.
I feel cheated! Seriously. I feel like saying no wait a minute I didn't see that. Can I rewind?
He was surprised too.
Time is a funny thing. Am scared that one day I'll wake up & it will be our 50th anniversary & I'll still feel robbed!
If we make it to our 50th that is. Now excuse me while I start stressing about all the things that could go wrong & prevent us from making it to our 50th. Or our 25th. Or our 10th for that matter.
Thinking about tomorrow still scares me. And I still ask myself sometimes where I got the guts to commit to someone or something for good.
So instead I think I'll just concentrate on the fact that my dear beloved husband of 6 months is currently in Carrefour where I sent him with a shopping list that I made sure was no longer than 4 items. That was at 10:30pm. Now it's a quarter past midnight. Carrefour closes at midnight. So what does this mean?Another woman?