Today is six months before or after my anniversary with Genius Golfer. Which means, we have been married now 16 1/2 years. With all the wedding business this summer with the nephew and this fall with the niece, I have been contemplating a lot of how and why we got together about two decades ago.
GG and I met when I moved into an apartment with two girls I never knew before. I was escaping a bad roommate situation and really didn't care where I ended up as long as it was with some good people. Luckily, I did. Not that good is always the same as sane. But these girls were good.
Stacey was the apartment building manager, so she got her pick of roommates, and apartments. The third girl in their apartment had just moved back east and they needed one more. Stacey wasn't sure what she wanted to be when she grew up but she tormented her boyfriend with a lot of flirting and wiggling around on the couch together. Her steady boyfriend, Kevin, who was like a fourth roommate from the beginning.
Perri was a returned missionary and a level headed and dependable girl. She worked more than she went to school, but she wasn't sure school was what she wanted anyway. She worked a couple of jobs all the time, and was a great ally in the "Us" versus "StaceyandKevin" world that became our apartment.
GG and his good friend were friends with Perri and subsequently StaceyandKevin. They would regularly be found on our couch in our front room. The two of them were very nice, GG's friend Jordan was gregarious and friendly and very funny. GG was quieter but polite and up for any fun that anyone else suggested. And I thought he had the hots for Perri. Which, apparently he thought too, for a while.
We hung out as an apartment plus guests for almost 3 years.
The last year I lived there, StaceyandKevin had moved on to who knows where and Perri had to moved home and help her mom with her dad who had become terminally ill. I stayed in our little #18 place and four other girls moved in with me. They were equally dear friends and a lot of fun. That year, Jen married our FHE "brother" Ray, Jodi married Dan and I ended up marrying GG. Jenny and Shannon were off to bigger and better adventures back East or law school. It was a whirl wind year.
A lot has changed since those early years hanging out. But even after two decades of first being friends and now being married I would still rather hang out with him than just about anyone else. It is a nice feeling. We don't agree on everything, and we haven't seen eye to eye lately on future plans, but I still prefer him to anyone else.
Like the title character told Harriet in Jane Austen's novel Emma, "If you think him to be the most amiable and agreeable man you have met or ever will meet, than by all means you should accept his offer."
I'm still glad I did after 16 and a half years.
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This was so refreshing....I'm proud of you both!
You know, I still prefer my hubby than any other too, after 13 and a half years. Fantastic isn't it? Every time we go on a vacation just the two of us,(I say that like it is alot, but it has only been three times since we had kids,) I love getting to spend that much time with him. He always seems surprised that I'm not bored of him, but when I ask if he is bored being with me that much he says no. I know, Good Answer hunh? He better mean it too! He needs just a little me confidence in HOW MUCH I love him.
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