One Year Later

Yesterday was our one year anniversary. One year!?

Has it really been a year since I got all dressed up and promised this lucky guy forever?

Photo via Kimbe photography

Well it has. And I think we've learned a lot along the way. Cory thinks he knows all of my tricks.

We learned as we moved into our old apartment one year ago, that I don't have the patience and exactness required for contact papering shelves. The paper may or may not have been balled up into a big sticky mess and thrown across the kitchen as someone yelled, "THIS IS IMPOSSIBLE!"

Maybe after that, a patient man went into the kitchen, unwrinkled the ruined paper someone balled up, and finished lining the cabinets.

So we just moved again. Time surely does heal all wounds, as I optimistically bought a brand spanking new roll of bright white contact paper.

I knew it would be a challenge for me, but I persevered.  I even measured twice! I'm told that little trick will guarantee that only one cut would be required.

That little trick is a bold faced lie.

So maybe the edges don't EXACTLY line up. My bad. Also, it actually looks better in that photo than it does in real life. Lucky me.

But I thought it was good enough. I was feeling kind of proud of myself for finishing one whole cabinet.

Cory takes one look at it, and give me this look. The "jig-is-up" look, I like to call it.

"Lindy," he says. "Are you doing a bad job on purpose so that I feel bad and do it for you?"

I told him no. Which was the truth.

It took me a few days to recover enough gumption to tackle the other cabinets. But when I finally did, I couldn't find the contact paper anywhere. As I searched all over the house for  it. Cory was studying in the backroom, and never once responded to the question "Have you seen the contact paper?" 

Finally, I open one of the cabinets, and lo and behold, there it was! All neatly cut and perfectly pasted in for me.

The man has a gift.

I'm so lucky to have him. It's so funny to me how we are the perfect opposites. Really, we are.

Cory is so completely a "math and science" guy. He spends hours studying so he can get the perfect grade. He does things exactly right, and he takes a lot of time to research something and think it through before he does it.

I'm more of a "lets do an art project, read a book and take a shot in the dark" type. Vague instruction are okay with me. I feel they give you room to grow, yes? Yes.

So far its worked. We're like complementary angles. You know, the ones that add up to 180 when you put them together.

And that's math! Possibility for a shared interest here, right? HA.

Also, you should know that Cory doesn't say "Happy Anniversary."

He sings it. Always to the tune of that horse racing song.

You know...da da dun, da da dun, da da dun dun dun! Maybe? What's that song called?

His version goes, "Happy Anniversary, Happy Anniversary, Happy Anniversary, HAPPPPY Anniversary!"