I've been married for nine years. N I N E Y E A R S.
It's funny how things with your spouse that you would probably think were a big deal suddenly become not such a big deal as you get older. For instance, Josh literally forgot how old I was the other day.
"Damn honey… you're 25 and I'm almost 30."
"I'm 27 and we were born the same year."
::::he pulls out the calculator from the kitchen drawer:::::
"I just had to figure out how old I was. I thought I was 29." (he's 28)
Then, last week Josh shared with me that I had the wrong date for our anniversary on my Facebook. Oh, you know… the Facebook I've had for 7 years.