November 16, it’ll be 11 years with Bill. We usually go away for our anniversaries. Last year, we went to Scotland. The year before that, we were in the southern Caribbean. The year before that, we went to Asheville, North Carolina. This year… nothing.
We didn’t plan anything because we just moved to Texas and we knew we would have less cash flow here than we did in North Carolina. And the eleventh anniversary isn’t as big of a deal as the tenth is, right?
Travel has become really important to me, though. I miss getting to see the world, even though we’ve only been in Texas since late July. We have been getting to know San Antonio, but I still long for a change of scenery. At the very least, a trip would give me something to write about in my travel blog.
I’m sure we’ll have a dinner out or something… It sort of pales in comparison to Scotland, though. I still need to figure out what to give Bill. A friend of mine wrote that Hallmark says the gift should be made of steel. My response? Handcuffs it is! Of course, the very first gift I ever bought Bill was a pair of Smith & Wesson handcuffs. I bought them because he dared me to.
He rarely uses them. 😉