Is anyone else’s husband/boyfriend/significant other currently glued to the television cheering on high-school football players that are choosing their colleges? That’s right – it’s signing day. And while I have absolutely zero interest in that, I do love to see David’s enthusiasm and passion about how everything unfolds. He’s as intense as I am when I’m looking for the perfect coffee table or fur vest. Isn’t it funny how there are some things about the opposite sex that you’ll just never “get?” –
David will NEVER understand why I want the dining room to have white walls instead of the canary yellow that’s currently there. Or how some matching pajamas are “worth it” … and likewise, I will never understand why yelling at a tv when a player is carrying a ball across a court, field, or ice rink matters to anyone.
But even though I’ll never understand certain things, I must say the past 2.5 years of living with David, and being married to him, have been some of the best and most fun of my life. Marriage is so much more exciting and fulfilling than I thought it would be. I have a tendency to love where I am in life and only see the negatives of “the next step” – I did a victory lap / 5th year in college because, let’s face it, I didn’t want to move on. I cried on the last day of high school because I didn’t want it to end. But the marriage step has been one of the most fun ones to take. And even though some say Valentine’s is the made up holiday for greeting card companies. I’m going to fully embrace the red and pink, wear girly things, eat more candy, and say “I love you” just a little bit more often.