28 March 2002.
Today is our tenth wedding anniversary. I’m finally starting to believe that we’ve been together for so long because I’m finding it increasingly difficult to remember a time before Stephen. I am the luckiest girl alive and my luck just keeps rolling in. (Did I ever tell you that “Ste” rhymes with “tea”? My poor, long-suffering husband).
Marriage seems like such a big, impossible thing until you spend ten years with your best friend and it flies past in the blink of an eye. Just in case you’re thinking that I have been overcome by a case of oversentimentality, I’d just like to point out that I am rather grudgingly eyeing my waistline in the photo above and wondering what the heck happened.
Happy tenth wedding anniversary Favourite Husband! I hope you enjoy your Michael Westen-inspired anniversary gift!
I know, so much mushiness. It is just scandalous. Well, while we're on a more personal-than-normal post, I will tell you that I have one more exam next week before I receive my AAT Level 3 Diploma in Accounting. I’ll finish my Level 4 in the next year. I’ve been studying during lunch hours and on the train, so my apologies if I’ve been a bit boring.
We’re going to Munich this weekend to meet up with my darling friend Vanessa and her family so I’ll finally have something exciting to blog about next week! Oh, and I got a new job. Same company, new job and a new location in Charing Cross from April! More great blogging opportunities!