The Housewarming Gift
July 25th 2007 06:20
When we first arrived at our brand new house at the start of our very exciting new journey I was brimming with such hope and happiness. We had driven down together, taking five days to enjoy the trip down whilst crammed in a hippy van packed with furniture and a cat at my feet. We had a wonderful time and successfully crossed two state borders without killing each other, a great start to the new life together by most people’s standards.
We pulled up in our new driveway at our new house as a newly engaged couple I was so excited. Although I had not spent my life planning the first night in the first house purchased as Man and Wife to be, I am an optimist and Romantic at heart. So my behaviour mirrored that which I had been shown time and time again throughout my life. I was ecstatic, and as the new bride to be was looking forward to also christening our new house in the traditional way of today’s society. We had laughed and joked the whole trip down about our first night as most young couples in love do.
It was almost dark, and was a cold evening. That’s when I received the gift that all brimming bride to be’s wish for,… there sitting on our brand new front steps was my new roommate, my Fiancé’s younger Brother that I had yet to meet. I knew that he was to move in with us while we lived down south and assumed could have been as early as the weekend, three glorious days away. I did not realise that that fateful Wednesday at 6.30 pm my dreams would be shattered and that he would have no sense or thought for the newly engaged couple on their new journey as he waited on the step bags packed looking forward to moving into our house. My first bride to be fantasy was stripped from me in that instant.
We have now lived in our house seven weeks, our house is STILL yet to be christened.
We pulled up in our new driveway at our new house as a newly engaged couple I was so excited. Although I had not spent my life planning the first night in the first house purchased as Man and Wife to be, I am an optimist and Romantic at heart. So my behaviour mirrored that which I had been shown time and time again throughout my life. I was ecstatic, and as the new bride to be was looking forward to also christening our new house in the traditional way of today’s society. We had laughed and joked the whole trip down about our first night as most young couples in love do.
It was almost dark, and was a cold evening. That’s when I received the gift that all brimming bride to be’s wish for,… there sitting on our brand new front steps was my new roommate, my Fiancé’s younger Brother that I had yet to meet. I knew that he was to move in with us while we lived down south and assumed could have been as early as the weekend, three glorious days away. I did not realise that that fateful Wednesday at 6.30 pm my dreams would be shattered and that he would have no sense or thought for the newly engaged couple on their new journey as he waited on the step bags packed looking forward to moving into our house. My first bride to be fantasy was stripped from me in that instant.
We have now lived in our house seven weeks, our house is STILL yet to be christened.
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