Okay, so I am finally able to write this without crying! Today would have been our 20th wedding anniversary, because we lived together 8 years first. My plan had been to renew our vows - however, you know how the "best laid plans of mice and men" go. I would say he took and extreme way of getting out of it! I'm just saying..... So, now I have to move forward. Tonight, I looked at a little house (about which, I am sure, was written, "there once was a man with a crooked little mouse...." because this house was really, really crooked. I may have to work two jobs, but I will not be living in a crooked house.
When we lived in Columbus, Mike wanted to live where all the Italians lived, so he picked this house that was so little and had only ONE bathroom! The kitchen was so small that on the left side of the sink, it was exactly wide enough for the coffee maker. On the other side, it was about 24 inches wide, but the cabinets were so low, you couldn't even put a plate in a dish drainer - and I am not exaggerating. The only reason I agreed to move there was it had a front porch (which I think ought to be mandatory on every house in America). Mike pooh-poohed the porch! That is, until I put furniture on it. Then it not only became his porch - he never wanted to live anywhere again that didn't have a porch. Well, after about six months in this house, I told him he was never allowed to pick the place we lived again. Needless to say, he will not be helping me this time. But, I will try to make him proud of wherever I place our "stuff", wherever he may be.
So, happy anniversary, honey. One thing is for sure - there will never be anyone again who loves me as much as you did. I hope you knew how much I appreciated it. Love, Ricci
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