Casa de Crews: Patience, Pet.

Patience. I have none. The end.

...Just kidding; that would be a boring post, wouldn't it?

But seriously, I have no patience. I want to lose weight, buy a house and have a baby! All that in order and ~~yesterday~~ now. I also want more time in the day, a job I love the Hell out of and a clean apartment that someone else cleans.

So since none of that is happening any time soon, I am on to Plan B: Patience.

You see, a very good friend of mine has been single a long time. As most of our "crew" started finding their mates fo' life, my friend did not. I kept telling her that the right guy would come along when she least expected it. Very recently, she told me she was "okay with being alone" and that, "maybe, not everyone is meant to find someone, and that's okay", and yes, it is. 100% if you are happy, then there is nothing wrong with it.

But then she met this boy. Who like many, boys wasn't sure what he wanted but kept showing more and more interest in my beautiful friend. And just last week she told me how confusing it all was. I tell her to enjoy this, because he is a good guy and whether this is IT for her or not, this is the fun part! The unknown and excitement of getting to know someone. And with this, I remember my own ~~last~~ "beginning" with a boy I met, {almost} six years ago.

I rushed it all with that new boy. I didn't have the best track record with guys and apparently was a magnet for assholes. I rushed the first kiss, the other things, the first time we moved in together {and then promptly moved out from living together six months later, but I digress}. I didn't know that I was rushing it all. I loved this boy but he was so different than any one I had ever met before. He was kind and smart, funny and so thoughtful. But I didn't know how to slow down. I still don't, today. But I miss those early days.

Because no matter how hard you try, life moves forward and it does so, quite swiftly. And you turn twenty-nine and want a little piece of property to call your own. And you want a baby or two while your husband works full time and goes to law school at night. You want it all, because well that's how you are. You rush and you rush and you rush until exhaustion and you crave the past because you didn't take the time to enjoy now and be in the present.

...so back to my friend and this boy. He decided to tell her, he made a mistake and perhaps he did want to be more than friends. Their whole thing is very innocent and sweet, currently. And I will continue to tell friend to enjoy this, now. Don't ask questions for now. Remember as much of this as you can. Because a relationship, any good, relationship worth having does take time and patience.

And since I am just oh, so wise and married {ha!}, instead of just telling my friend to have patience and enjoy now, I am telling myself that.

Enjoy that sweet husband of mine before we rush for a house and a kid or three. Because while I miss the beginning of getting to know some guy I met at a happy hour {so cliche, I know}, someday, I will miss this now. Right here.