I call this curse broken.
I’ve mentioned previously my 5 month curse, in that every single serious relationship I’ve ever had (and several non-serious ones) has lasted exactly 5 months, save one. And that one probably SHOULD have lasted 5 months, but I was young & dumb. And stoned a lot.
Well, by the time this day ends, five months will be up. And he’s still as crazy about me as I am about him, even though I drag him out horseback riding after 3 hours of sleep and even when I inadvertently blurt personal things to way, way too many people.
Here’s to five more months… and many, many more.
Take THAT, stupid curse!
Woo hoo! Congratulations to both of you. ;-)