It is my anniversary today and I didn’t get distracted this year. We haven’t decided exactly where we are going yet, but did secure one of my wife’s friends to watch the boy for a few hours this evening so we can go to the city for dinner. Right now, the options look like either a new(-ish, as it’s about a year old) Mexican restaurant or pizza – and I think my wife is currently leaning towards pizza.
I can’t express how incredibly lucky I am to have met and married her – she truly is “my person.” She is significantly younger than me, so when we met I had pretty much ruled out anything. Sure, I thought she was attractive and all, but what tender sweet young 20-something would be interested in a 40-year-old dude? Apparently that one, and when I invited her over for some Ingress (that game by Niantic that was a precursor to PokemonGO) scouting over a weekend, I unknowingly asked her out on a date.
Sure, I invited her to come stay for a weekend at my place – but I didn’t think it was a date. I may have been in GATE, Mensa, and have a high IQ, but I really can be a dumb-ass sometimes. Hell, we went to a friend’s barbecue and the whole time I kept thinking, “man, this gal is awesome – I wish I wasn’t too old for her,” but no, my dumb-ass self didn’t see the signs nor picked up the signals.
Fortunately for me, that tender sweet young 20-something wasn’t a dumb-ass like me and nine years later, here we are. So thank you to my wife who puts up with me and isn’t a dumb-ass.