Saturday, 19 April 2014

Single minded spontaneity

I feel like most of the time I am writing about differences in my relationship, things that we struggle with and things that we have to work out and overcome. Like her lack of tact or her brutal honesty, times when she doesn't want to talk or when she's fussy with her food. But I don't write enough about the good things and the happy things and everything we do, and she does to make me smile.

It's easter this weekend and we went shopping at lakeside today. Halfway through the trip, knowing we have nothing for easter planned she suggests going on a secret bunny mission. Basically there were two rules, we had one hour and we couldn't spend too much.

I spent most of the hour in a blind panic, I brought something useful, a bin for the car and something silly, a bubble gun. I thought I was doing really well and had one other thing in mind. Apparently, the book I was asking for in Waterstones doesn't exist. So I hit a brick wall. And I got a phone call asking me to come back because time was up.

We met back up and I start pulling price stickers off of what I had brought and she passes me over a shinny silver box. (At this point I was starting to think this was planned). I opened the box to find a card and a monkey beanie boo. Then she pulls out a pandora bag from her jumper. She got me the heart with love in 6 different languages on it. Before admitting she had planned everything, from coming to Lakeside this morning to trying to figure out how to keep me busy while she went into the pandora shop. Talk about organisation and planning (and scheming, there was a little scheming going on!)

My bubble gun and bin looked inferior. But the smile on her face was just as big as the smile on mine. So for once I hadn't got a master plan or even realised what was going on, but it was a lovely surprise.

Whoever said aspires can't love or feel the same as anyone else is a liar. As I've said before, she has more than enough love to give, but just had to find the right person for it. And for me, I'm the lucky one she picked!

My new gift... just as good as a bubble gun =P

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