Yesterday was our anniversary and in all the hustle and bustle of friends leaving and the first day of the term I nearly forgot about it altogether. Nothing special happened, I didn't even manage a gift or a cake or a bar of chocolate for my husband. Yes, I am feeling like a worm.
We've seen quite a few marriages go on the rocks in the last few years so I guess there's something to be said for ours which feels solid enough after 18 years that an anniversary is just another day.
Everything I wrote last year still holds true, and then some. Here's to the next 18 years!