Why the wait?

It’s a little over a month now until our first wedding anniversary. Bob and I have been talking about how we plan to celebrate this landmark occasion. We haven’t really come up with anything concrete as of yet, but it will be “us” whatever we do. Dinner and geekery are the most likely of suspects.

Bob has been wanting to upgrade the power supply in his computer since he got it. It came with a rather weak power supply in comparison to all its other specs, so upgrading was always on the list of something for the future. He’s been keeping watch on a specific unit for some time now and it was finally available from a good vendor at a good price so he decided to go ahead and get it. Though as he thought about it, he started to think about spending the money on something only he would benefit from. So it was decided, that we would consider the power supply my anniversary gift to him. That meant he just had to get me something. Even though I kept telling him I didn’t need anything. But he’d already decided he was going to get me a gift, and apparently I’d already given him plenty of ideas. What those ideas might be? Color me clueless.

The power supply was ordered. When it arrived, Bob set up shop to install it and I ogled his computer-geekness in all its glory. It’s quieter and more energy efficient, which will save money in the long run. Oooooh. Once everything was put back together Bob talked about feeling bad that he had his gift and I didn’t have anything yet. I wasn’t worried about it, our anniversary is only a month away, and I’m not expecting a gift anyway. Then he asked if I would be “offended” if I received my gift earlier than our anniversary. No. I wouldn’t be offended, but I have no idea what you even have planned, so you go ahead and do whatever you want.

Later that night I was dinking around on the computer and Bob went out to put the new license plate tabs on his car. When he came back, he grinned at me and set this little gold package in front of me on my desk.

“I got you something.”

I had no idea what it was. And while I had thought his earlier line of questioning was a little odd…I never know with him, so I truly was not expecting him to come back with a gift in his hand. Judging by the shape and size of the package, I speculated jewelry of some sort, but I really had no idea what type of jewelry might be in the box.

Earrings that match my ring perfectly. Sneaky, sneaky Bear.

I had picked them out a long time ago when I was window shopping for wedding jewelry, but I never said anything about them to Bob because I couldn’t justify the price for earrings. One day last month I was perusing jewelry looking at birthstone rings and such and I tweeted about these earrings just as a passing comment. I certainly wasn’t expecting Bob to actually buy them for me.

I tweet about stuff I want all the time. I don’t expect Bob to buy any of it. I may be spoiled, but I’m not THAT spoiled.

Okay. Maybe I am. Where’s my damn sea otter?

But OH, they’re pretty. And they match my wedding ring. I love sapphires.

I love my Robert.

Why the Wait
Ingram Hill

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