So, if you don't like mushy posts you might want to step away from the computer for this post or go visit some of the links in the sidebar because it's about to get mushy, mushy.
As you know, Zach & I recently moved in together. We more than moved in together really...I packed up my things & moved up north
to him. We moved into a little yellow house that needed rennovating & now we're working on making it a home. I don't think I give this man as much credit as he deserves for being such an awesome part of my life. Being fiercely independent it was hard for me during this transition time, but now I've got a job & we even started our own business venture together:
516VINTAGE! He is a wonderful guy, he makes my world go round, & I couldn't imagine life without him.
The big thing is, I can't believe that in less than a year I went from just meeting him to leaving my home & moving up north. We met October 8th 2011 & closed on the house October 4th 2012. Can you believe that? It's one of those things where when you know, you know. In that entire year, I went through so many emotions - and am still going through so many emotions, life I mean what can you do about it? I guess it's one of those things where you don't believe it til you see it. I am pretty sure I love him more right now than I did a month ago....we've done so many things together that I'd never imagined being able to do, let alone with someone else. You know what I mean? We're building a home together & it's weird.
But enough of the super mushy gushy stuff....here's just regular mushy gushy
When we were both sick at the beginning of the year, he made 3 gallons of soup for the both of us. I don't really know if it was 3 gallons, but it was a lot of soup. Zach loves soup and he ate most of it. But he made sure I had enough to get me better while he was gone the next week for work.
He says "Good job Babe, you're doing great" when I get frustrated working on the house. The bad part of this is I am a complainer, I really am. I am trying to get better at it cuz no one likes to hear it all the time so when I get frustrated or start to complain he does this to encourage me. Sometimes I don't need it but it's always sweet.
He may not think it's the best idea but he wants me to be happy & being happy is working on my creative dream. He bought me a kiln, bought me a wheel, hunts for vintage items with me, let's me crochet during movies. He invests in me a lot. I mean a lot, when I don't deserve it, when I'm not the best, just when I'm not investing in myself or in us or in him. I can't count the times he's come up with wonderful suggestions for the blog, for the shops, etc. For everything.
He's just there. I'm having a really tough personal life time right now....and I'm loosing my head. But Zach is there & I love it. When I don't know what to do, he's there. When I annoy him, he's there. When I need him, he's there.
I've never been in a relationship like this before: it's weird, scary, & stable. I think the main reason why it's weird is because it's real. I don't know if you can relate to this but it's not highschool - we're both adults, we both want it to work, we both are dedicated, etc. I've realized that in order for this to work & the reason why it's been working is because we both want it. We both know we have to make it last. I dunno...does that make sense? Is that weird? There's nothing more than this, in good times & in bad, this is it.
Annnyyyywwwaaayyyy........I don't think Zach gets a lot of credit for being a part of my life. So I just wanted to put it out there.
xoxo, Moe