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it is our first anniversary today.

er, supposedly.

to keep up our nontraditional streak, the bf and i have decided to move our anniversary. when we decided to set a date, we squinted into the future and thought it would be fun to have a dating milestone. a marker for which to measure our dating distance. and it would be fun to have an anniversary in september, when we met in vegas. and let's have a date that always lands on a friday. what better date than the first friday in september?!

such a great plan. what could possibly go wrong?

except we didn't think that every year our date would fall near labor day. and we didn't think that maybe, just maybe, our holiday weekend would be packed with family and trips and eking out the last days of summer.

perhaps we didn't think we would make it this far. nontheless, we have rescheduled.

i'll admit, i made the suggestion. the bf was more resistant. but i didn't know of any other way to make time for his family, my family, and his trip to new york. i love a reason to celebrate, but i hate to rush or share. so there she went.

i told the bf i was disappointed. he assured me that he did care, that he was thinking about getting a hotel room for the evening, that he was looking forward to it. with the hotel idea i felt like a jerk, a la adam sandler in the wedding singer. the thing is, i expect disappointment, but the bf rarely lets me down.

so to the bf: happy anniversary. we travel an unconventional road, but it's the only one i want to be on. thank you for making all my one headlight wishes come true.