I'm the luckiest

Waaaaaaaaaahhhhhh! Matthew is so freaking great!!! <333333333333
Back story for that statement: As for making wedding plans, it kept being put on hold due to other things being first...packing, moving, unpacking, and the store opening. I've tried to reduce the stress level on him by not talking about it, switching what it was I was asking about, til it got to the point all I wanted from him was a list of friends that he would want to go, and even that didn't look like it would ever happen.
Yesterday (it being 3:45 am) I had finally just asked him outright to write me even the beginning of a list and we got into a small argument about it. Matthew doesn't like to feel pressured, which I can relate to and have been trying to be wary of...but what I was asking of him was not a big thing and other people's schedules are ridding on when and where our wedding will be, so I exploded a little bit at him. (I'm not trying to make my explosion any more or less than it was, I did a pretty spiffing job of controlling my temper if I do say so myself.)
Well, after our minor tiff I tried to change the subject so we could at least have an enjoyable evening, but he was still being really pissy about it and I was like "Grrr! I keel you!!" inside my mind. So I called my lovely, lovely father and chatted with him about it, he giving me the sage advice that I should continue to try and control my temper because I would most likely see it in a different light tomorrow morning.
(I on the other hand was like "Goodnight Wesley, good work, I'll most likely kill you in the morning." :p)
After Dad I chatted to Tara a bit and she also told me to keep my temper and try to find another way to explain myself. She's hott like that. <3
Anyway, so I went home and ate dinner, and sat with Matthew and read, and did all the normal things we would do but there was this "Wall of Silence" between us that I couldn't break. (Everytime I looked at him he was like "What?" and if I asked if he was okay he'd always say yes so...)
So eventually...at like 8:30 or something I was like...."I'ma go sleepy times now." but before I went I was looking at him again and he said "what?" and I told him that I was trying to figure him out, and he told me "Don't even bother trying." :(
So I was very sad and went into our room and prayed and cried, and cried and prayed for a little while, and when I had finished these things I tried to go to sleep but I remembered my promise to never go to sleep angry (I wasn't angry I was sad but you know...) and I know that Matthew doesn't like it when we do things all seperate like so I decided I could go out and play the DS for awhile. (Although I only lasted until 9:30 because all my crying had made me REALLY tired and like....blaaaahh.)
So I told him I loved him, and he tucked me in :) and told me he'd be in pretty soon too. I must have fallen asleep quickly, and I woke up breifly when he came in but for the most part I was out until 2:45 this morning. I'd been having a good dream (I was watching One Piece with Isaac and Tara. I can understand Isaac 'cause he's all "Yay, One Piece" but Tara's never even seen it so I'm assuming it's cause I talked to her earlier...anyway!) and I don't know what woke me up but I kept thinking that I could hear something. Something that sounded like one of our rodents chewing on things....which I should not be able to hear from our room to their closet. >.<
But every time I turned over there was no sound so I thought I was going crazy. Ok, after a while I couldn't take it so I decided to check (I didn't want to get out of bed because it's almost impossible for me to fall asleep again afterwards, I don't even like to go to the bathroom at night.)
So I open my bedroom door and there, at the left corner, I see a small fuzy thing that looks a LOT like one of our hampsters..............Grrrr! But I wasn't quite sure, I thought my mind must be playing tricks on me since there was NO way they could have gotten out, so I slid out of bed and lean down for a closer look. It squeaked and ran. Now hampster or not, there was a rodent on the loose in my house....and it was going to pay. Both fortunate, and unfortunately, I had accidentally said "Oh crap." when he ran so Matt woke up. I didn't mean to wake him since he has to be at work at 7 am. Bleh!
Anyway, he gets up too and checks on the hampsters but tells me he thinks they're both there so now I'm thinking we have a mouse or something...but when we turned on the kitchen light and could see the little beastie....hey guess what?! It was a hampster....a very FAT little hampster now. (Who is in SO much trouble!!!)
So Matthew, being the awesomsauce personified, catches the little stinker and we take him back to the closet right? (Little punk knew he was in trouble and he started squeaking like mad. Keep in mind though the little wussies cry every time we touch them. Grr!)
So with the hall light on we could now see that we had somehow forgotten to put a cap on the hole in the top of their cage. (I never look at them or go near them if I can help it. I have come to really detest both the rats and the hampsters) That explains how he got out of the cage but how did he get past the door?
Guess what?
HE CHEWED A FREAKING HOLE IN OUR CARPET!!!!!!!!!
I'm gonna strangle that little.......Grrrrrrrrr!!!!
Okay...so there is now a hole under the door that he somehow managed to squeeze through, (I should mention that even though our hampsters are identical we can definately tell the guilty party just by having them next to each other. The culprit has become exedingly fat. >.< He's so going down for this, I promise!) and I'm am sooooooo glad we found him durring the night rather than waiting until later to notice him gone or we would have had Two holes under doors to deal with. (Though why he was coming into our room I don't know, he probably fell down our two steps and then couldn't get back up so he chewed the most convienient place.)
Yeah.....so now he's locked away again (safely this time) and I have no clue what we're going to do about the carpet considering we aren't suppose to have pets of any kind here. I would say it's Divine punishment for having them but I think it's more like that Lord poked me awake so we could find the that fatty before he did more damage. Le sigh.
So you're probably wondering what makes Matt so wonderful, and me the luckiest right?
Well besides his catching hampsters ninja skills, I knew I couldn't sleep again yet so I came out here to check my email. Guess what? There's an email from him with the list of names that I need and his real preference for where our wedding should be. T.T
He is so freaking wonderful. <3333333
So I ran into our room and jumped on him and hugged him and was like "Waaahhh! You're amazing and wonderful, when did you do that?" And he held me and told me he had written it to me when I had gone to bed. <3 (And now I cry again.) He's so freaking wonderful...I don't have the right words to say.
So this post has gotten really freaking long (it's like one of my emails) and I shall now end it by saying that Matt is wonderful, I am the luckiest, and I am very very sincerely glad that the Lord answered my prays the way he did tonight. <3
(Hopefully this crying will let me go back to sleep since it's now 4:20 am! xD)
-Kayla