1.3 Distractions

I Think it took me about 5 months before I worked up the courage to finally kiss her. And as awkward as that little moment felt, it was the best thing I ever did. 

Apparently I had been on her mind a lot as well, cause after we kissed, she whispered in my ear that it would be great if I had an easel. She loved to paint, but she loved me even more, and spending all her time with me, had put her hobby a bit to the background.

That night she stayed. When we woke up the following morning, there was no money left behind at my work studio for the sculpture that I left for them to take. Instead we found an easel standing against the wall, along with all the paint she would need for at least a few paintings. 

It didn't take me nearly as long to figure out what to do next. That same morning, only one day after we shared our first kiss, I proposed to her. I still did not know what was going on with my life, or why, but when that easel showed up, I knew that it was "allowed" for me to keep her by my side. 

We exchanged our vows at the lake where I learned to accept my fate. I thought it was fitting that the very thing that was distracting me from figuring out what that fate actually was, was made final at this place.

As the sun set that evening, we made love by the lake. Being all alone certainly had its perks, and we decided to make good use of it.

In the three years that followed our improvised wedding day, we made a small fortune with painting and sculpting. It didn't take us long to realize that the paintings Maddie created were exchanged for money the same way my sculptures were. All she had to do was leave them on the easel and the following morning there would be money found on the table, enough to cover both the price for any decent sculpture and painting. Though at first we didn't notice, it did came to our attention that Maddie never got called to a fire again. She never actively quit her job, neither could she remember attending any emergencies besides mine. The itching feeling came back, how come she can't remember anything from her past up till the point where she met me?

But before I was able to do something with that feeling, a new distraction introduced itself into our life. Considering the lack of grocery stores in our life, it actually amazed me it took us as long as three years of planning when we could and couldn't make love before it actually went wrong.

It was not that we didn't want a child, in reality we were both thrilled to have one. It was more that we weren't sure what would happen if we did have a child. After all, where would we get the necessities to raise a child. 

It wasn't until we started to think the pregnancy was nearly at its end when we really started to worry. There would not pass a single night without one of us dreaming of a new house, and every time I went to bed I couldn't shake the feeling this would end up being one big disaster. We had tons of money, but we had no where to even get a crib for the little one.

Two weeks before giving birth, Maddie woke me up. She yelled my name and even now we both are not sure weather it was from shock, or from excitement. In one night there were several changes made to our small home. Next to our bed a door appeared, and through the window we could see that there was an extra room added. But it was not until we opened the door when we got the biggest shock yet.

Not only was there a crib for the baby, there were two cribs. We were not sure what was the bit that worried us the most. The fact that they managed to build a room in one night, without us waking up. Or the fact that we were apparently having twins, and they knew it.

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So I was kind of shocked to find out that I didn't have any pictures of the vows exchanging! I do not know what happened. I'm actually rushing through life, probably because well, there's not much to talk about when you don't have anything to do.