Happy unniversary to me!

At approximately 5:42 p.m. this evening The Devil's Advocate informed me that it was my unniversary.

Indeed, I had no idea.

She was extremely concerned about how I might be feeling on my wedding anniversary, considering the impending divorce proceedings.

“I thought you might be taking the day off, or a total mess,” she relayed.

“My God,” I responded, quite truthfully, “I hadn’t even noticed.”

For I had felt something a bit different about today, and had even been a little excited about it.

It is payday, after all. And the Ides of March. And I had a big project due at work. And Grey’s was finally going to be new again.

A big day, indeed.

But the fact that it was my wedding anniversary—and that currently the only thing I’m dealing with even remotely related to my marriage is my lawyer—had not dawned on me in the least.

We decided that this meant one of two things:
1) I was either, in fact, real, real over it; or,
2) I was in a serious state of denial.

Let’s go with the former, shall we?

As I have a different theory to propose.

That being that when you are in a relationship with a Liar, and I mean with a capital “L”—as in someone whose entire existence is a lie, whose entire being is false—certain things transpire that only make sense in retrospect.

You never dream about this person, even though he is, in theory, the most significant person in your life. You occasionally wonder why this is, and it is only after you uncover that he is, in fact, a Liar, that you understand.

You also begin to lie yourself. And to your friends. And to him. (Think Meg Ryan in the diner in When Harry Met Sally.)

You know, deep down, that the future you’re planning will never transpire. He is, after all, just a Liar.

And while you may not know this yet, you know it.

And then one day, you do know it.

And before you know it, the Lies fade away, and you get your Life back.

And suddenly, your anniversary is the past, and an unniversary your present.

And all you can think to do (if you notice at all), is celebrate over a drink with good friends, and settle in for a night of McDreamy.

Because now you know, that Real People show up in your dreams.

And that Liars aren’t even worth a good nightmare.

Note: Gifts to commemorate my unniversary should be forwarded to:
007 Girl
Washington, D.C.
(“They” will know where to find me.)