Perfect Imperfections.

A few months back I commented on how in love I was with Susan, and I said "It isn't perfect, but it's damn good". Well, I've changed my mind.

It IS perfect.

That isn't to say that we don't have our arguments or misunderstandings. We certainly do. But we handle them well and get over them fast. I like the imperfections. I like getting to know someone. I like the crying on Easter morning because there wasn't an Easter basket, even though I had no idea that it was so important to her. I look forward to future problems. I look forward to an argument over something silly. I look forward to being missed when I'm traveling too much. I look forward to having a two-year-old who pitches a fit at a bad time in a bad place. Because that's what life is. While our minds tend to hold on to the bad, there's a billion times more good that offsets it.

I guess what I'm saying is that I look forward to the future little imperfections that make life so perfect. I have the perfect girl to share them with.

Travel Sick

I finally have a week with no air travel (knock on wood). I have something local tomorrow and vacation Wed-Fri just to avoid more travel. This is the first time in ten weeks that I won't be getting on an airplane, and only the second week since July 4th.

My point is that traveling's getting pretty old. It ruins my plans (I haven't played games with Paul and Nancy in a month now) and it backs up my weekends and it stresses me and it stresses my girlfriend and it sucks. Like, a lot.

And this week, at least, I don't have to do it.

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Hey Ruth (and anyone else who has five minutes and wants to laugh at an odd video):

Mike Lukas' "Thank You, Whiskers"