Last night, Will and I crashed out on the couch, watching The Office. Dwight is in back of Michael's car...
(About two minutes in...)
Will and I are holding hands and I notice his wedding ring.
Remember how you didn't held out the wrong hand for your ring?
At the wedding? Yeah, I thought making the "L" to figure it out wasn't so classy.
You should have just remembered which hand you use to pee, I told him.
I don't have a go-to hand. Sometimes I use my left. Sometimes my right. Sometimes neither.
Neither? Why?
If my hands are full.
Why would your hands be full if you were going to pee?
Like if I was holding a sandwich.
I look up at him and raise an eyebrow.
Okay, so I was coming home from Subway a few years back when I still lived with G. I was starving, but I had to pee. G. was in the bathroom so I unwrapped the sandwich and started to eat while I tried to hold it. He came out of the bathroom, and I rushed in.
Why didn't you, I don't know, put the sandwich down?
Hey, you saw that bathroom before you lived here. That's gross!
Point taken.
...
Someone - well, many someones - asked me aren't you afraid to marry a person that you haven't known for very long? My answer was - and still is - no. There were things I didn't know about Will, but I knew who Will was, and I loved it. The thing I told my parents, my family, my friends is that I don't know everything about him, but I know that no matter how hard it gets, he's willing to put in the work for the long haul. Like me. Even couples who have been together for years go through rough patches; times change, people change, situations change. It doesn't matter whether you've been together for ten years or ten days.
Things have been extremely rough for the past couple of weeks, but we'll work through it. Every day we're learning new things about each other, and while most of it is a sheer delight, some of it ain't so pretty. Like the fact that he eats sandwiches in the bathroom. I guess as long as he keeps it away from the tub, he'll be fine.
And so will we.
