Me: "Y'know what's kinda cute?"
Brit: "How I still somehow think I have an opinion?"
We were talking about our eventual move to settle down last night. The classic, almost overdone topic of "Where do we want to live when we grow up?" Brit opened by restating the fact that he's never moving to NJ, no matter how much I want to. It made me realize something rather shocking- I had already all but given up on moving back to the east coast. Shocking because I remember when I was little (all of 2 years ago) confidently stating that I'd be an east coast girl, no matter what my husband wanted, because of course the husband goes where his wife wants to go if he knows what's good for him. Now I'm actually married, and I find myself telling people "Yeah I'd really love to move back east, but I don't think it'll ever happen. Brit doesn't really want to."
Funny how life turns out nothing like you expected.
3 comments:
I think the last sentence is so true! No matter how hard I try to be the one in control, it never turns out like expected. I'm glad someone else feels the same way. :)
I am living proof that you can still be an east coast girl and live somewhere else. Practice with me now, "You call THAT pizza?!"
Just make sure you get back to the ocean and food every year, and you can be good to go.
Girl! Keep it east coast! East coast, we ride till we die! Don't matter where you at! I'll send you vials of Atlantic sand!
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