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Sep. 10th, 2015 03:37 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
cblj_backupIn some ways, R is the least worldly person I've ever met; possessions, status symbols, all of that just doesn't seem to matter to him. To the point where sometimes I need to take things away from him before he casually destroys them by accident. It's not that he doesn't respect other peoples' belongings, it's that he doesn't realize he's supposed to.
And while I do like...having things, owning things, I also pretty much own the things I want to own, like, I'm not someone who amasses stuff. So between R's almost Zen lack of worldly concern and my intentional minimalism, we've basically stopped giving each other birthday gifts altogether and instead we gift each other with experiences.
For his birthday (in July) I took him to a sauna (in September; nobody said we were prompt), and for my upcoming birthday he's taking me to a Cubs game for which he wrangled tickets because it was a makeup from an earlier rainout. I'm super stoked because I love going to baseball games and I rarely get to do it, and Wrigley's a really great stadium -- I thought R was just being a local boy about how "there's no bad seat at Wrigley" until I actually went to a game there. It's true, there's not, because it's tiny. I was used to the Oakland Coliseum, which is roughly the size of Pluto and about as warm, once you get into the late season.
IDK, it seems to be working for us. We're also signing up everyone we know for postseason ticket lottery for the Cubs, in the hopes of getting to go to a playoff game.
If we're both still single at 40 we might marry each other. At the rate we're going, whoever does manage to get married will need the other one to approve his bride first anyway. (Being fair, I should have veto power on all his dates, the man can't be trusted with his own love life.)
And while I do like...having things, owning things, I also pretty much own the things I want to own, like, I'm not someone who amasses stuff. So between R's almost Zen lack of worldly concern and my intentional minimalism, we've basically stopped giving each other birthday gifts altogether and instead we gift each other with experiences.
For his birthday (in July) I took him to a sauna (in September; nobody said we were prompt), and for my upcoming birthday he's taking me to a Cubs game for which he wrangled tickets because it was a makeup from an earlier rainout. I'm super stoked because I love going to baseball games and I rarely get to do it, and Wrigley's a really great stadium -- I thought R was just being a local boy about how "there's no bad seat at Wrigley" until I actually went to a game there. It's true, there's not, because it's tiny. I was used to the Oakland Coliseum, which is roughly the size of Pluto and about as warm, once you get into the late season.
IDK, it seems to be working for us. We're also signing up everyone we know for postseason ticket lottery for the Cubs, in the hopes of getting to go to a playoff game.
If we're both still single at 40 we might marry each other. At the rate we're going, whoever does manage to get married will need the other one to approve his bride first anyway. (Being fair, I should have veto power on all his dates, the man can't be trusted with his own love life.)
