Well the boxes are broken down, the dishes in cabinets (even though I might not know which ones) and our life has begun anew. This place feels so amazing compared to where we just were. way more space (and usable space at that) a cool loft area, nicer appliances and an attached garage. As much as this change-in-place is a huge step in the right direction, the adventure of this new place together allows us to grow in new ways. Learn how to be with each other alone more (since most of our friends are over an hour away). our weekdays will be ours to spend with each other. and with a MUCH shorter commute, our domestication continues to flourish.

even with all the good things we have gained, I would give each and everyone up as long as I still was able to keep Jayme in my life. I keep reminding myself the greatest feature of this new place is the same as it was at the old one, the two keys belong to me and the woman I love. and whether those keys unlock this place, our old one, or some hole in the wall, they all lead to the same location, no matter what the view from it is.

I hope she knows how much she is my life. my world stops and starts with her. I hope she feels confident and comfortable in this place and in me, because there is nowhere I would rather be then by her side.

Oh, and there is a bomb Mexican restaurant just down the road! Bonus!

 

As the title might suggest, the Date is set and we are ready to pack up our 1 bedroom dungeon 70 miles away from our jobs and move into a nice town home 7 MILES from work. It is going to be great to get all that time back in our days, over 10 hours a week, I guess that means I will start having to workout again… but this move signifies so much beyond the general upgrade in our daily lives, it is the start to the final chapter of this blog. There will still be entries to come, but the final post is growing ever closer.

What we both wanted was security before taking that next step, not so much in our feelings, but in where we were financially, and also professionally. That may sound super unromantic and boring, but that is because it is. This blog is written by a real guy for a real girl. Two people who stress about bills, how much they snack at night, and who will call the pizza guy (me, it is always me). We have a fairy-tale love, and it does not need a fairy-tale proposal or  risky, ill-thought-out  romantic gesture (See any TV show/movie ever).

So our boring, unromantic plan of stability and security might be uninspired, but it will provide the basis for an unstoppable couple in a strong and committed relationship, and that might be just the most romantic thing ever. Being willing to sacrifice pomp and frills for what matters; depth, devotion, and unwavering passion.

So this weekend when we carry in the furniture and start to unpack the boxes, we are setting the scene for the place I will share with my fiancé.

 

Picture credit to me, Jayme and our friend Chad finally getting back to winning at trivia!

 

 

So A lot of what I have written has been sentimental and sweet. I talk about Jayme’s caring side, her personality, compassion, and goofiness, all the things that made me fall in love with her. But make no mistake, her level of attraction is off the charts, and I intend to write about it today!

She is not just pretty,  she is drop dead gorgeous. She turns heads everywhere she goes. She is so attractive I look better when she is next to me. She is a hard 10, and it is obvious to everyone who meets her. I clearly out kicked my coverage on this one and am playing wayyyy out of my league. Her beauty is intimidating, truly it is. I don’t know if I would have had the confidence to talk to her if I was simply out and about. Porcelain skin, flowing golden hair, mesmerizing eyes, and fantastic shape to boot, yes she truly is the whole package and then some. It literally makes me stop and stare sometimes, “she dates me???” it makes no sense and I love it so much. Whether dressed up for work, lounging around with friends, or just waking up, she is hands down the most beautiful woman I have ever seen.

 

Physical beauty alone is just one small piece to the why-I-love-Jayme puzzle, and to be honest she could look anyway and I would love her just as much, but when the golden heart inside matches the pristine exterior… it sure doesn’t hurt. 🙂

I was watching an episode of The Office last night, it is a later episode, where Dwight is trying to convince his siblings to stay and work their aunt’s farm after her death. They played this song, and the melody transported me. It has nothing to do with love or anything like that, but the feel the song gave me put me in a place that made me so incredibly happy, I don’t think I will see my future without hearing this song in the back drop. So I am going to paint the scene I saw when these notes hit my ears.

Imagine a lush green rolling field, the grass is soft on my feet as I sit on a blanket on a temperate day with a cool steady breeze. I have a pair of worn jeans, old flannel and worn-in leather flip flops on my feet. I am sitting with Jayme to my left. we are looking down on our small home we built ourselves and a few old outbuilding that are worn but still serving a purpose. we lay back and look up at the fast moving clouds. Fluffy ones, whispy ones, and ones that look like shapes. I have my guitar near and we are getting ready to eat our sandwich lunch and drink the growler of beer we got from town. We are in no hurry to get anywhere. The world doesn’t exist beyond our piece of paradise.

The image to me is one of freedom, carefree love, and complete comfort. It is exactly what I want for our lives, maybe not the specifics, but the ideas. We are on the precipice of the next stage of our lives and I feel hopeful for our future and excited to explore how these ideas will take physical form in what is around us. The scene may change and that will be just fine, as long as the person next to me doesn’t.

 

So my hopes were dashed last night of not getting the illness that Jayme had last week. So I type this surrounded in a sea of snotty tissues, but I won’t let it deter me from writing a very important post.

Being sick sucks, you feel miserable, you can’t do the things you want and most of all, you are helpless to some extent. Sure if you HAD to get up to get a drink from the fridge you could, but when you are really sick it feels like an impossible task. When you were growing up you always had your parents or someone around to take care of you, but as you move away and get older, you are looking for that special someone who can nurse you back to health without simotaniously ripping your head off for sniffling for 12 straight hours. Jayme is that person for me.

Last week I got to care for her, prepare all the meals, clean, get her things, rub her back, whatever she needed to feel even the smallest bit better. It feels amazing to get to provide such fundamental care for the one you love. It puts action behind all those words and proclamations of love. It is one thing to say in sickness and health, and quite another to dode on them for days. And just as I did for her, I know she will for me too.

There isn’t a test, to make sure she will care for me the way I want to be. I know she loves me and would do anything to take away my pain or misery, even to her own detriment. She is selfless and full of all the best qualities you could want in a caregiver.  She is the love of my life and will always be my Dr. Babe.

 

Jayme has started her new position and now she gets to join me on my 75 minute commute. That long drive dodging semis, miles of open roads and the morning darkness. We did this awhile back too, when she was still interning with us. Nights we didn’t want to be apart, she would stay and ride with me. I had fond memories of these times, I cherished them so much. Now I have those same feelings again. It  is an amazing experience, getting to have my babe all to myself for the first hour of my day and also ending it the same way.

 

Today we talked about wedding planning, we talked about our venue we want, centerpieces, guest list, where we would do our cocktail hour, and other details. It felt soooooooo good to start planning again, and this time, our engagement is imminent. The things we are talking about will soon be deposits and dates instead of abstract ideas. This wedding, it will just be one day. One day to share our love with our friends and family. But as much as I am looking forward to that day and its hopeful perfection, what I am looking forward to is the rest of the days. The ones where I get to call her my wife, where we share a name, a home, and life together forever, but for now, I will look forward to my 4:30 shotgun rider.