John came down this weekend to celebrate our 4 year anniversary together. That's right, FOUR YEARS. I spent all of Friday studying in order to be able to have some spare time to dedicate to John this weekend because I have my very first anatomy exam on Monday. I had the worst headache that day as well as a breakdown because I am literally BALDING and am ready to chop my hair off.
Before I knew it, it was 11:15 pm and John was 45 minutes away and I hadn't showered or made his dinner. I took a quick shower and defrosted the salmon and began cooking the corn and potatoes. Once John got here my headache went away and I just couldn't stop hugging him. He gave me loads of noodles and snacks to satisfy my spice cravings and brought things for our charcuterie board and brought wine, and a bunch of other things. Once he finished with dinner we went to bed.
Saturday morning he prepared breakfast and make breakfast burritos with orange juice while I got ready. I left for school around 9:30 and got back home around 12. Within that time John had cleaned and organized my apartment, took the trash out, and unloaded things for me. When I say my love languages were TINGLINGGGG. Then in the afternoon John tried to nap for a bit while I studied and eventually woke up. He quizzed me for a bit on innervations and actions and then we took the boys to the dog park. As soon as my body started piling up with bites we headed back and John began making dinner. I moved to the room so that I could study more and all I smelled was the aroma of whatever he was cooking. Heard him said "oh shit" and thought something was wrong and checked on him. He had me try a sauce he was making and I said the same thing. That was SO GOOD. Facetimed my parents for a bit and showed them John cooking and then went back to studying. Eventually my brain started to stop so I went out and offered to wash dishes while he plated everything. We had a nice dinner and everything he prepared was amazing. I wanted to show it all off already! We ended the night with wine and charcuterie while watching YouTube videos in the living room.
Sunday morning we Door Dashed breakfast and John played a movie while I studied for a bit more. Then around 2 he headed out to get refill my water for me, bought my medicine, and bought lunch. We watched Wu-Tang while eating lunch at the sofa and eventually went to room to try to nap. It was unsuccessful though because the boys kept being disruptive so we just packed. John headed out and now I'm home alone. Sad but blessed. It's the small things. The small things he does to show me he loves me. I'm so fucking thankful for that. I offered to help him and he said "you scratch my back and I'll scratch yours" since whenever I'm at his place I help clean his room and do his laundry. I think learning each others love languages is key to a happy relationship as well. The fact that he literally told me to relax and just study while he cleaned and cooked shows me he loves me. He's taking a load off for me during this stressful time and I am so lucky to have him. I'll be thinking about this nonstop because this weekend was a dream. We planned to go to Scottsdale for a nice dinner but this was 100x better than I could have ever imagined. I thank the Lord for John every single day. I wouldn't trade this for anything else.
John Roiz, I love you so fucking much.
