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Chet and I went to dinner last night.
We had mexican food, and I ordered a wet burrito, which of course made me think of Kayla. We were sitting next to a couple with a new baby, and I just RSVPed to Courtney's bachelorette party. Needless to say, I was in a "I hate people who grow up" mood. We talked a little bit about it, but generally Chet blows it off and tells me to get over it. He doesn't understand why I get so melancholy when I think about friends getting married and having kids, he doesn't understand how much it changes them and your friendships.
Not to say I don't love my friends even after they grow up - ahem - I just wish sometimes that things were like they used to be. I miss the past.
ANYWAY. The point of this whole story.
I asked Chet if he could picture us ever getting married.
"No."
"Why not?"
"Because I can't stand you, so I'll never ask you. You're too old-fashioned to ask me."
I just kind of laughed. He said it with a bit of humor, of course, because he doesn't like talking about our relationship in a serious tone EVER. He can obviously stand me... we live together and don't fight that often.
"Why do you ask, do you think we'll get married?"
"No. I was just wondering. I wanted to know if we were on the same page."
I shouldn't be putting all of this in here, in case he ever happens to come and read these posts and get mad at me for writing about it, but I hate having everything roam around my head. If I get it out, it's out.
"The fact that you're realistic and on the same page as me makes me like you more."
Things are good, we're both ok with where we're at right now, and that's good enough for us. It makes me feel secure in a strange way. I like the comfort of what we have together. I like the fact that the pressure that I once felt is gone.
It's just us, until it's not. I like that thought.
I'm probably going to get left behind when everyone else "grows up." I'll miss you all when you jump, but I'm not ready for that life any time soon.
We had mexican food, and I ordered a wet burrito, which of course made me think of Kayla. We were sitting next to a couple with a new baby, and I just RSVPed to Courtney's bachelorette party. Needless to say, I was in a "I hate people who grow up" mood. We talked a little bit about it, but generally Chet blows it off and tells me to get over it. He doesn't understand why I get so melancholy when I think about friends getting married and having kids, he doesn't understand how much it changes them and your friendships.
Not to say I don't love my friends even after they grow up - ahem - I just wish sometimes that things were like they used to be. I miss the past.
ANYWAY. The point of this whole story.
I asked Chet if he could picture us ever getting married.
"No."
"Why not?"
"Because I can't stand you, so I'll never ask you. You're too old-fashioned to ask me."
I just kind of laughed. He said it with a bit of humor, of course, because he doesn't like talking about our relationship in a serious tone EVER. He can obviously stand me... we live together and don't fight that often.
"Why do you ask, do you think we'll get married?"
"No. I was just wondering. I wanted to know if we were on the same page."
I shouldn't be putting all of this in here, in case he ever happens to come and read these posts and get mad at me for writing about it, but I hate having everything roam around my head. If I get it out, it's out.
"The fact that you're realistic and on the same page as me makes me like you more."
Things are good, we're both ok with where we're at right now, and that's good enough for us. It makes me feel secure in a strange way. I like the comfort of what we have together. I like the fact that the pressure that I once felt is gone.
It's just us, until it's not. I like that thought.
I'm probably going to get left behind when everyone else "grows up." I'll miss you all when you jump, but I'm not ready for that life any time soon.