I find myself frequently asking this question lately. I mean, I AM GETTING MARRIED. I'm about to share my entire life with someone else who didn't give birth to me, or has been part of my life for many years. SCARY!!! But, also exciting.
Jace and I are renting a house for our first place. It'll be perfect for us. We are close by my family and his, we have room to move around, and the best part? We will be on our OWN. Other than Jace's mission to Idaho, he has never lived on his own. And I haven't either. It will be a growing experience for the both of us to say the least.
2 days ago, I went through a final walk through with the lady we are renting from. I paid her for next months rent, and I was handed her-scratch that-OUR keys. Its now MY house. MINE and JACE'S house. WEIRD!!!! I've been moving some of my stuff over today...and its so surreal to me! This is actually happening!
Haha, as I was thinking about how grown up I've been feeling lately, I was just reminded of how very un-grownup i can be. I'll tell you the story...i know you're DYING to know, right?
**So my best friend and I were single together for about a year (up until this last April when I started dating Jace) and we decided that we really needed to fix that! Being single can be fun, but being WITH someone is better! So, I accepted every setup that was thrown my way...and Katie agreed to go on her first blind date. Those didn't last, but we thought it was a good jumping point.
Katie attends ASU and on the days she had class I would receive text messages saying something similar to, "OMG Andrea. there is this beautiful specimen of a man that has class just before me in the building i go into. I cant stop staring at him. I think he must think I'm a mental case. He has definitely seen me staring at him." My advice to her was to just TALK to him! But she said if she ran into him again, then it was fate, and she would step it up. Well...the next day not only do i receive a text saying that she just couldn't talk to him, because he was too pretty, i also received a PICTURE MESSAGE. that's right. she straight up turned CREEPER on me and took his picture! (btw...i should mention that he was pretty cute with nice arms...)
So, we devised multiple ways that she could talk to him. Find out if he was single and interested kind of a deal. The one we settled on came from me. And actually...it was a dream I had. But we went with it. Which meant that we shouldve known it was a bad idea...however...
**sidenote here...i teach the marriage and family relations class in my church**
The dream was AWESOME. and we felt that we couldn't go wrong with it. I was going to make up a survey (people do surveys on college campus' ALL THE TIME!) related to my marriage and family relations class. That way we could find out if he was a) married b) attached or c) single. Also, we could get his name, age range, year in school, major-ALL in one fell swoop! We made up multiple questions for each category...and in the single field, we found out if he was open to girls making the first move, and where he would rather meet a girl. AM I A GENIUS OR WHAT?
The day came where i actually went to ASU with Katie, and i kid you not....i became a creeper too. I followed the boy from his classroom to his bike and stopped him and got him to take the survey. ((Katie had had a dream that his name was Zach so we rightly named this the Zach attack.)) Turns out the boys name was John. Oh well. But he was single, and in the right age range for Katie. So i gave her a signal to come over before i was done with my survey...and she did. And stammered like you wouldn't believe. Told him he was gorgeous and that the survey was fake. Then threw her number at him and totally walked off leaving me there looking at this guy, who now knows that I had made everything up.
Best part?? I smiled at him and said "thank you for your time sir!" like i was still in character and walked off to find where Katie went!
We giggled about that for days. Never heard back from John....but it just reminds me that I'm not as grown up as I think sometimes.
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