It seems like March madness has already begun. I’ve been pencilling in all my final assignments, essays, and projects into my calender on my desktop, as well as other events such as baby showers (for our new little niece!) and birthdays.
This past weekend was my brothers birthday, and this Thursday is Adam’s birthday! It’s even more exciting because he will be finishing his third year exam that day as well for his Electrical apprenticeship. We’re both students right now!
Other exciting things have been happening around here for Adam and I. Last night, while watching The Bachelor (yes, I’m guilty of watching that show and love seeing the train wreck that is Courtney), I remarked to Adam about how he thought he would be a bachelor in his new bachelor pad when he purchased his condo (that we now both live in).
The night Adam and I met was a funny one. I was having a going away party, as I was moving away to go to school on the island. I was really excited to be going away for school and living on my own. It was just before Christmas and after my last exam at my current university. Adam was waiting at his friends place to get the keys to his new and very first place of his own. My brother, who worked (and still works) with Adam, invited him out to my party. The funniest thing is that months before I met Adam he jokingly told my brother he would date his sister, as boys do, while not even knowing if he had a sister. As it turned out, Adam wasn’t going to be getting his new keys that night, and so he decided why not come out to the party.
Well, you can guess what happened next. Adam walked into the house, up my stairs and there I was standing at the top. My brother introduced us, and then I’m sure immediately regretted it in the next breath. Adam and I talked all night long, while my brother jokingly tried to separate us during the night. Adam says it was love at first sight. However, that may have had something to do with the scantily clad shirt I had decided to wear that night ;) Before Adam left that night we said we’d ‘add eachother on facebook,’ the cliche thing to do, and the next morning I woke up and had a new friend request.
We flirted back and forth for a few messages before he had the courage to say “December 21, 2009 at 5:51pm Adam: So, I was also going to say, if you are ever in ____ and want to grab a coffee or something, give me a call, or really if you just want to grab a coffee or anything… my phone number is 778-***-**** ” To which I replied “Lol well im not in ____ often, but id love to get a coffee or something, maybe not coffee, since i dont drink it.. but a tea or a drink or something.” We’re both so suave. It was true, I really didn’t venture outside of my small town and little did I know I would later be moving in with him, to an area I seldom visted. Ever. We went on a secret date, before telling my brother, and then had several more dates within the two weeks before I moved away. We celebrated New years together, and then on the 2nd of January I moved to the Island.
The funniest thing is Adam thought my brother had an older sister, and I thought Adam was younger than my brother when I first met him. He is actually four years my senior, and my brother is two years older than me. Adam has been blessed with a very youthful face. I think he got it from his dad, who also looks very young. He will always get ID’d when we are out, and I will hardly ever get ID’d.
Apparently this has become our token pose
Needless to say, I only stayed on the island for one semester before Adam came over and helped move my stuff back home after four months of long distance dating, numerous ferry rides (I was sick of ferries), late night calls and skyping. And another four months after that, I moved in with Adam.
But two years later, no scantily clad shirt, and we are still together. We have lived together for just over a year and a half. Adam had bought a one bedroom condo, obviously not thinking he would meet someone the day before moving in who would eventually move in too, and take over every nook and cranny ;) Over the last year we have done lots of renovating, painting the bathroom from burnt orange to grey, the bedroom from brown/green to charcoal, and the kitchen from brown/green to white as well as a fun accent wall in the living room, and touching up little things such as changing over the hardware to stainless steel from brass and installing a new ceiling fan and lights in the hallway and bathroom.
However, even with the renovations we have made, we can’t do much about the issue of space. We have one closet in the entrance, and two closets in the bedroom as well as a small linen closet in the bathroom. They are always stuffed to the brim, things are falling out constantly and we are forever cramming more items into them. They are about to buckle.
In the kitchen, my second home, our oven is always filled with 10+ baking dishes, baking sheets, pots and pans, and things are constantly falling out of the cupboards or off the counter top (I’m a messy cook) and there is little to no counter space due to my three KitchenAid appliances, Adam’s coffee machine and other utensils and containers. It is a real pain to have to take everything out of the oven before turning it on and cooking/baking and then having to put it all back into the oven afterwards.We also have a rather large KitchenAid roasting pan underneath our bed, and a brand new 10 piece KitchenAid pots and pans set at my Mom’s house that I have yet to use because, well, we simply have no space for them.
Simply put, we need more space. We have tools, lots of them, (Adam’s) in two of our closets, underneath my dresses and shoes, pots and pans under the bed and clothing racks under our couch.
So, a couple weeks ago while I was recovering from my wisdom teeth removal, and Adam’s sister was in labour, he thought it would be a great time to purchase a new house. We had only looked briefly at these places one day for fun the week before, and Adam decided that he would now buy one. They are brand new town homes being built, that will be finished in December. I thought it was a fitting month to move in, the month Adam and I met, and the month he moved into his ‘bachelor pad,’ that lasted about 24 hours. December seems to be a happening month for us.
The new place will be just over 1400 square feet, much larger than our 600 square foot one bedroom condo we are in now. It has four bedrooms, a giant kitchen with a massive island and TONS of drawers and storage (kitchen of my dreams), and a double garage (fit for lots of tools! no more tools in my closet). I cannot WAIT to move in. It is still 10 months away, but I am already thinking of decorating it in my head.
While I won’t miss things falling out of cupboards and closets, off the countertops and constantly moving the pots and pans in and out of the oven, I will miss our friends.
We are so blessed to live in a building with four of Adams best friends (two couples). They all went to school together, and have continued to have close relationships as they have all grown up. I think we take for granted how nice it is we know people in the builidng. Whenever we run out of eggs, sugar, flour or need to borrow some item we can always rely on them. We park next to each other, have one another over for dinner and lend a hand carrying in groceries or installing new ovens/dishwashers when asked and watching trashy shows like the Bachelor together on Monday nights. While we are not moving a significant distance from our current home, it is not quite the same as living down the hallway, and a couple floors apart. We will be about a 25-30 minute drive, depending on traffic, away from them. However, both Adam’s family and mine live only minutes away from us now, so we will be visiting often. Of course, I can’t wait until we are all settled at the end of the year so we can invite our friends over for dinners and catch up.
It’s a funny thing when you realize you are growing up. This year I have become an Aunt! I will be graduating from University (finally!), moving into a new home, beginning my career upon acceptance to the Teaching Program, and hopefully travelling to Europe this summer. It seems March madness will be here long after the 31st.