All these 4 day weeks are spoiling me. What am I going to do when it goes back to *ugh* 5 days again. And why did the long weekend speed by so fast? UNFAIR. I know that it is definitely Spring not by all the fallen blossoms in my garden, but by the number of birthdays that fall in May. Including my husband and best friend’s. May is also, to my mind at least, anniversary time. To be specific, 14th anniversary time. Robin reckons that only our wedding anniversary counts now but I like a #throwback and believe the original counts just as much. Maybe even more so because I’m nostalgic like that. Who knew that this 2003 version of us (me, with thin 00’s brows and gleamingly straight white teeth) would pop up 14 years later, married to the boy in the photobooth picture.
And then I realised I knew my parent’s wedding anniversary date, but I didn’t know when they met, or where they went on their first date and then I got into a spiralling tizz because I want my future kids to know the history of their mum and dad (even though, they’d be all, yawn whatever) And yes, all these thoughts occurred to me in that vast expanse of time that is lying awake at night when you are trying desperately to get some sleep.
This eventually led me to thinking, what does everyone else do?
Do you celebrate two anniversaries a year or just your wedding anniversary? And if you’ve not hit the mawwwiage part of your relationship, what do you think you’ll do?
*Another deep breath*
Okay, normal programming resumes.