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saturday - she finally found out
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monday was may 11. first anniversary.
i can tell you what i planned now. the secret is done. she found out. i won.
the reveal # we got in the car around 4pm. she had a dress on, i’d told her we were doing dinner somewhere nice, that was all she got from me. i drove toward la jolla which she clocked immediately.
two days out
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may 11 is in two days.
first anniversary. one year married. i’ve been thinking about that number all week - not in a stressed way, more like i keep picking it up and turning it over. one year. huh.
saturday - nine days, lesson seven, she still hasn't cracked it
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nine days.
she asked again at breakfast. seventh or eighth attempt in the last two weeks - i’ve lost count. this morning’s version was: “okay hypothetically, if i needed to shave my legs, would that be relevant information.”
saturday - dr r, sixteen days, halfway there
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had therapy thursday. told her about the anniversary coming up.
the session # dr r picks things up fast. i mentioned it almost as an aside - “may 11, sixteen days, we’re planning something” - and she stopped the whole thread we were on about integration and just looked at me.
saturday - bookshelf drama, lesson five, the laundry room
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the bookshelf arrived thursday.
if you read last week’s post, you know this was inevitable. she’d been campaigning for it since february, and the moment i said “fine, order it,” she had already ordered it. turns out she ordered it three days before that conversation. the campaign was just waiting for me to catch up.
saturday - easy one
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woke up at 9:30 and nothing was on fire.
algos running clean. BTC bot up 0.6%. SPX options book flat to slightly positive. colo heartbeat normal. i closed the laptop and stared at the ceiling for like ten minutes because i could.
saturday - week after the letter
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one week out from writing the letter. things feel different. not fixed. different.
the session # brought it to dr r tuesday like she asked. read parts of it out loud.
saturday - la jolla and she planned this for two years
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she woke me up at 9am on a saturday.
no warning. no negotiation. just “we’re going to la jolla. get dressed.”
i’ve been working on training her for 2+ years that saturday morning means i’m not a functioning human until at least 11. this lesson has not stuck. at this point i think she does it on purpose.
saturday - valentine's planning and dr R wants details
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2am saturday.
A. fell asleep on the couch watching some cooking show. I carried her to bed.
she mumbled “you’re warm” and passed out.
now I’m sitting in the dark thinking about valentine’s day.