Sam and I had our one year anniversary this past Sunday. It was a mix of success/disaster. Success: Sam and I cooked dinner together and it was awesome. Disaster: I had a pain pill resistant headache, we both struck out at gift-finding for one another, and I accidentally locked him out of our bedroom and he slept on the couch with the cat. Let me explain. Because Sam works at night 4 out of 7 days of the week, my habit is to lock the bedroom door when I sleep alone. My way of thinking is, if someone breaks into our house and the alarm goes off, I have enough time to wake up, grab a gun, call 911, and get in a ready-to-shoot position before the thin barrier of a locked door gets smashed. I watch way too much crime-themed television and have a overactive imagination... lethal combination. Anyway, Sam and I both fell asleep on the couch and then I moved in to the bedroom and automatically locked the bedroom door behind me. Sam tried to wake me up and asked if I would unlock the door. I don't remember this but I apparently said no and grumbled something unintelligible. I woke up alone and with a kitchen full of dishes.
So that was our one year anniversary in a nutshell. We are so going somewhere else next year.
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