knitting

i know how he likes his burritos, his favorite diet soda, preferred pop tart, that he doesn't really care what kind of detergent we use, that he likes crisp/cool sheets in summertime and warm but lightweight blankents in the winter. i know his feet get cold easily and sometimes he wears two pairs of socks. i know to leave his room alone when i clean because it's just how he likes it (no matter how much it kills me not to do some organizing). i know he tries very, very hard to be an equal partner in all things domestic and that his earnestness is the most rewarding part of that. i know that he makes playlists to show how he feels about people/times/things and that it's something he approaches with a seriousness and precision liken to a neurosurgeon. he means business about music, people! i find 99.9% of the things he says hilariously funny and i think he's probably one of the smartest people i know.

i know all of these things because we are knitting a life together. it started out over 2 years ago with an innocent first date and has progressed to something so deeply entangled that we've decided to make it official and be married. i feel like this is work we will do for the rest of our lives -- i KNOW this. i want to become more knitted to him as the days pass, adding to the lexicon of knowledge that maybe only i am priviliged to know.