Yesterday was the official start of Anniversary Month. Ed and I met ten years ago, over the Labour Day weekend. Ten years is a long time. If I stop to think about it, I freak out a little.

We spent yesterday scooting around the city, just hanging out. It was a good day for it, and the sun felt fantastic on my knuckles. We saw interesting things – a guy walking around in a bathrobe, a giant squid kite, many people who should not be allowed behind the wheel of a car – and went to interesting places – UBC, Main Street, our old apartment, various beaches. We were out for almost 7 hours, and our asses hurt when we got home. I made a yummy pot of chili, and we settled in for an evening of nothing. It was nice to have some quality couple time, actually.

Today will be less fun but more productive. There are sticky, disgusting errands to run and household cleaning products to purchase and eventually use. Later, we might go out for a Fancy Dinner to celebrate ten years of knowing each other’s names. Nothing spells a day of romance like the bottle depot and discount toilet paper, so we might as well have some fun with it. Besides, I have a new skirt. It is three times green and reversible. Jealous? Oh, you know you are.

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