It was our 6th anniversary on Saturday. We spent a good portion of the day fighting and grumpy. I threw an ikea bowl down and dented the linoleum. I'm not sure how we're going to explain that one on moveout day. We drove around and found all the sushi places closed. So much for sushi. We ended up eating Baja Fresh. I started crying again when we pulled into the parking lot. Baja Fresh for my anniversary, how pathetic. The day improved from there.
Our move to Japan has thrown our frugality to the wind. But for pretty good reason. If you have ever been to Asia, you might recall that the average woman is perhaps a size 6 shoe and a dress size 4. I wear a size 9/10 shoe. Our last study abroad was great, except I couldn't buy new clothes or shoes. I did get a pair of running shoes, men's.
So, I'm stocking up on shoes, shorts, jeans, shirts...you know, everything you might buy throughout a year, I get to buy in 2 months. I do have 2 more months in Hawaii, but no car. So after Baja Fresh, we went to Ross. (No Ross in Japan. There's a reason the Japanese go crazy at Ross in Hawaii). I got a cute pair of Born sandals, some skate shoes, and a swim suit (it fits, hallelujah).
The end of the day found us on the couch, not mad, Jesse sharing the poem he wrote for me. How can two people so terribly misunderstand one another after 6 years together? Will we ever figure this out? I hope so, my birthday is next month and Jesse's sweating already.