Ramblings of a Ringless Wife

Ringless Wife, Messy House, Cluttered Brain. All in a standard day.

APRIL 10: Girl needs job, Girl meets Boy…

on April 11, 2012

Daniel and I are a testament to how workplace relationships can actually work…

On the 16 of Feb 2006 I went into Dominos at the urging of my cousin who knew I needed a job. Her doing that changed my life irrevocably.

After spending a lot of time together, and Dan being there for me at a time where I needed it most, we became friends but it soon developed into something more. Ok, so I may have exaggerated my love of Creedence Clearwater Revival but  hey, that’s just semantics.

On the 10th of April, we sat up until 7am watching re-runs of BeWitched and discussing whether or not Boo Radley would have been as scared as he was if Scout and Jem had just left him alone when Dill came for visits.

We made bets on characters of TV shows, and I’ll be honest, I still owe him 5 bucks from Dick van Dyke not being Darren. We laughed, we spoke, we just spent the time together comfortable in each others company.

It took him two days to stay at my unit, and another 7 before he began staying there every night. I’m not going to lie, it was beneficial to me because where I lived wasn’t exactly the safest for a country bumpkin living all on her lonesome. He made me feel safe in my own home for the first time in weeks, and I stopped staying at my grandparents every night – I think they were grateful too!

In the last six years, Dan and I have travelled OS, to Queensland, gone for weekends away in Melbourne and Sydney, done spontaneous road trips with no clue where we headed.

We have somehow survived the downs, and then the rock bottoms; I am still here after many moments where I bet that he fantasized slitting my throat with a plastic Spork, and he is here even though I have imagined a spatula sticking out of his ear on more than one occasion.

We do not have the perfect relationship – we fight, we disagree, and we have bouts of “How the eff do you come up with that freakin’ conclusion!?!”

But, we have managed to work through it, one way or another; it may have taken some drastic action from either side – including the hiding of my Scrubs seasons – but hey… we did it.

He has lived through marathons of Twilight and Full House; I have lived through weeks of Star trek, SG1, and M*A*S*H.

We have our own little code words and idiosyncrasies and know that a particular twitch of an eye brow means “get me the eff out of here!”

And we know, that no matter what or who tries to put an end to our relationship, we are stronger than them. Even if that strength does come from him going for Cronulla and me going for Illawarra!!!

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