With the light slanting to indicate autumn, and the Bay Area temperatures finally approximating summer, I am transported to this time last year, and eagerly anticipating our first wedding anniversary six weeks from now.
During that week, Eric and I both have work-related travel scheduled. I was adamant that we should be together at least some time during the weekend on which our anniversary falls. He'll return from the east coast a day before I have to depart for an annual departmental retreat.
But wait! I've been invited to a week-long planning meeting for a really interesting project in Asia the same week. Participating in the meeting would mean missing the departmental retreat, and leaving the US two days before our anniversary. This, after I insisted that he get home in time to celebrate!
The timing feels like a cosmic joke: take the romantic route, choose to celebrate your anniversary on the actual day; or take the professional route, and jet off to Asia instead. To be clear, Eric is absolutely fine with me grabbing this opportunity now, and celebrating our anniversary with a long weekend up the coast later in the fall.
I'm the romantic here: we have a first anniversary only once, and I'd like to eat thawed wedding cake and dance around in my wedding dress on the actual day. The practical and ambitious side of me knows this is a great opportunity, and I'd be foolish to pass it up. Still, do they have to be on the same day?
What would you do, oh recent wives and brides-to-be???
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