In a little less than a month, Andrew and I will celebrate our 10th wedding anniversary. I couldn’t ask for a better partner/roomie to grow old and put up with. When things get challenging, nerves are tried and the quirks add up, I will remind him that the receipt is thrown away and he can’t return/exchange me.
Here are just a few of my favorite “you married me” moments:
- You pile your dirty socks near the side of the bed. I never put clean clothes away.
- I am a moody girl. You check my birth control pills to see if there’s a valid reason for it.
- You snore. I don’t hear it when I’m sleeping. When I’m watching tv though, watch for a pillow to be thrown.
- I worry about everything like soap getting in Nate’s eyes. You rarely worry and respond to me with statements like, “The ceiling could also fall down on his head.”
- You leave crumbs on the counter. I park too close to your work bench.
- I ask flighty questions and have many brain fart moments. (For example, not getting simple jokes or taking a few seconds longer than I should to figure out what word was just spelled to me.) After you look at me in shock for a minute, you don’t make me feel dumb, you make me feel endearing.
- You bring me home flowers when you go to the store each week. I bring you home my car that needs filled with gas.
- I let cups collect on my bathroom sink. You build cup towers with them.
- You love me. I love you back. Swoon.
Are You Zhazha? 
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