my love and i got to wondrin'...
are we too comfortable?
granted, we never really had a "normal" relationship.
being separated by over 2,000 miles kind of saw to that.
we would talk for hours on the phone each day,
and spending our precious-personal-secret tokens a little too early in the relationship.
when we would see each other,
we'd stay at each other's houses for one to two weeks at a time.
there was no "pick ya up around 8!" or "let's meet at the restaurant around 7!" with us.
we'd sleep under the same roof,
say our goodnights in bedroom doorways,
&get ready under the same roof, meeting each other before dates in our respective kitchens,
communicating through-out... things like "hey, can i borrow some toothpaste?" or "why is my hair being so frizzy in this DC humidity?!".
pre-marital morality and modesty aside,
we kinda didn't get the luxury of the privacies that come from a relationship that blooms within driving distance of each other.
on this day,
adam has been living in utah for 537 days,
so we've had plenty of time to get used to "normal" dating rituals,
and yet we choose not to.
we still watch strings of movies until way past curfew,
we still stay up all night talking.
since adam is such a city boy and never got a driver's license,
i will generally pick him up right after work,
he will bring a change of clothes,
and we will go to my house and get ready to head out.
i rarely wear makeup now.
we both chill out in sweats regularly.
all of this makes us now wonder...
are we too comfortable?
i mean... even marshall and lily waited years and years before peeing in front of each other.
not to mention, i know a girl who has been married for two years now
and her husband still hasn't seen her without makeup.
adam and i are so open about just about everything,
and we're not even married.
it made us wonder...
if we were lucky enough to get married
and we were blessed to be able to have children,
how would this help or hinder our relationship?
do not get me wrong,
we still date each other.
we still write each other little notes
and send emails throughout the day just to say i love you.
we still get dolled up a couple times per month and do something enriching and cultured.
right now, we're just so into "us", "we", "ours", and the like
that we do just about everything together, tell each other everything, finish each other's sentences,
and all that other adorable stuff that we are just learning may actually be harmful to our love.
we both feel that we've moved past the initial infatuation phase and are in "best friends who get to support and love each other and also make out all the time" territory,
which kind of rocks.
this has all left us a little freaked.
what are your thoughts?
is there a point where you can get too comfortable?
is there such thing as too comfortable?
we were thinking that too-comfortable is a phrase that, when applied to couches, pillows, and beds, means that it's wonderful and fluffy... and the only thing that would make it "too comfortable" would be it's wonderous, seductive softness that is tempting you away from doing homework or getting out of bed.
thoughts on that? did i just accidentally create a metaphor that you are about to interpret?
words of advice?
need another synonym for "opinion"?
make your choice.
we'd appreciate it ever so much!