In all the everything, I'm not forgetting an important fact. This Sunday is our 24th wedding anniversary. Twenty-four happy years full of ups and downs and sorrows and a whole lot of joy.
Being married to Adam is the best thing about my life.
The other night we were talking about where to get dinner. I said, "We could go to that one place...what's it called? Bumblebee?"
(I never remember the names of places.)
"Or wait," I said. "Is that the name of that other place?"
"Bee's Dairy in Mystic, Connecticut?"
"Yeah."
Because I just have to say that other place and Adam knows what I mean.
According to Malcolm Gladwell, 10,000 hours at something makes you an expert. I figured it out (I used a calculator) and 24 years = 210,240 hours.
So we are experts. At being married to each other.
Here's to many more years of knowing what the other person means.
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