Hard to believe that @slackmistress and I have been married for 5 Shark Weeks already.— Will Stegemann (@BeTheBoy) August 4, 2012
Will and I recently celebrated our 5-Year Anniversary. I know, it shocks me too. Not that five years have passed. That's pretty much how time works. It's like when people are all "I can't believe it's nearly September!" and you wonder if they missed that day in pre-school when you learned that September always comes after August. Always. It's like, a rule.
We've hit an easy stride. It's like the point in the race where you think "yeah, I can do this!" Hopefully it's a ways before we hit the "holy shit, what was I thinking?" although some days I still wake up and think "wow. I'm married."
Note: This is one of the reasons I just couldn't have kids. Every morning as I made our coffee (just kidding, I would never make a kid coffee. Will would make coffee for the three of us) I would sit said kid across from me at the kitchen table and say "are you sure you're my kid? Because you have no way of proving it." (Yes, there's DNA testing but kids are dumb and you can tell them that swans are monkeys and they won't know because they actually believe you. This I think of as a great reason to have kids: so you have someone other than your husband to believe your lies. But then I've been told therapy is expensive.
See? DIFFICULT ADULT CHOICES, MADE RIGHT HERE.
But five Shark Weeks later, we're still here. And considering that we've only known each other for barely six Shark Weeks, I think that's pretty impressive. I wish I had placed some sort of bet on our longevity, but since reasonable and mature folk don't do such things I can only say IN YOUR FACE!
What's the magic ingredient? Murder, of course.
@slackmistress You're always my first choice for killin'.— Will Stegemann (@BeTheBoy) August 7, 2012
Will has also returned to blogging. (It's catching.) You can find him here.