My boyfriend drives me crazy.

Yesterday marked the end of the first year of dating Sully. It's not that big of a deal, really. I mean, our first anniversary? Who really cares? Well he decided that since we were both off work and since Valentine's Day is next week, we should do something cute and romantic. Really, Sully? He whisked me away to Atlanta and dragged me around the GA Aquarium (I'd never been), and then we checked in at one of the nicest historic hotels in the city and dropped off our bags in our suite... which was literally bigger than our apartment. Oh, and get this stupid crap... we were on the 16th floor, so we had an incredible view from all 4 windows in our corner bedroom, including a view of the "beautiful" Fox Theater. So if that wasn't enough to make me want to kill him, then he makes me put on my favorite dress and drags me to my favorite Italian restaurant, where he shared a bottle of wine with me and let me talk his ear off about when I was homeschooled. Can you believe this guy? I rolled my eyes when he hailed a cab and took me to an artsy, dark, intimate European coffeehouse with the most delicious cocktails in the city and held my hand across the table as we nibbled on the most delectable chocolate cake. I was just about ready to scream at him in frustration when we finally got back to the hotel for a few more cocktails in the posh bar... Then this morning, he woke me up with a kiss and carried my bag for me all the way to the Marta station.

I keep thinking I should break up with him, I mean just look at how he treats me! Gah he always does the most annoying things like take me to get fast food when I'm hungry and nothing at the house sounds good. And OH my god, when he cooks for me? I swear I almost just walk out every time. He holds my hand when we cross the street, he puts a protective arm around me when I'm anxious, he always puts me first--every single day. He tells me I'm beautiful and that I'm his dream girl. He puts up with me when I'm tipsy and stumbling around, he laughs at my stupid jokes, he kisses me so sweetly when I'm upset, he takes care of me in every way. I don't know how I found this guy, but of COURSE I'm the girl he wants around, so I have to deal with all that awful stuff....

He's the worst boyfriend ever. I can't believe I'm stuck with him for the rest of my life. I just hope I live until I'm 120.