Today I decided to finally bring in my timesheets from June 2008 all the way to now, so that I can start going through them to record my IDP (Intern Development Program) hours; I need to do this--not to mention go to grad school--to someday become an Architect. I took about 2 inches thick worth of timesheets and stuck them all inside a big 3-ring binder to make it easier to carry. I succeeded getting into my car in the rain, while holding my purse, my lunchbox, the binder and my umbrella. Once home though, I try to get out of my car and SPLAT! Out of the binder fly all the timesheets. I initially got frustrated and even thought about asking Sam to come help me pick up the mess, but I told myself to just stay calm and do it myself. I did think it was a little surprising that Sam hadn't come outside to greet me as he usually does...
The second I open the door to the utility room, I see Sam standing in the guest bathroom with a look I hadn't seen before. It's one of those, "You will NOT believe the kind of day I've just had and I'm VERY frustrated" faces. So of course I knew it wasn't good because my Sam's always happy! It so happens that the toilet in the bathroom had overflowed and when I came in he was standing in the middle of a big puddle of toilet water, trying to keep the mess contained. I felt SO bad for him. You see, Sam is amazing when it comes to helping clean the house and all, but he DOES NOT like to clean bathrooms. I instantly forgot about my own tiny, minuscule incident and started helping clean up. Fortunately Sam was able to unclog the toilet and after a bunch of paper towels, old towels, and mopping with Clorox, the bathroom floor is back to its old clean self. I was so impressed with how much Sam was willing to help with the mess! Not only help, but actually clean up a lot of it. The worst thing for him was that he'd done a bunch of things around the house that had been needing to get done so he was eager to show me everything when I got home. And then that happened. Poor Sam!
We couldn't help but laugh about the entire thing later on; at one point I told Sam, "You know, we will probably remember this for the rest of our lives!". Then we started talking about how things like this: happy moments, sad moments, frustrating moments, devastating moments... they all help us grow closer as a couple, we're making memories together and it's beautiful. YES it sounds cheesy, but every once in a while I appreciate cheesy ;) Then I thought about the Haitian from "Heroes", and got to realize just how EVIL his power could be!! He can just touch your head and wipe out an entire life's worth of memories if he chooses to do so.
Anyway.. I loved "seeing" us work together as a team, cleaning everything up, and I loved laughing about it later on. I've said it before and I'll say it again, I am one lucky gal :) I can't believe it's been almost two years since we married, and almost six since we first met! I love Sam.
Goodnight!
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