Getting lost on purpose – Daily thoughts 7.29.13

Sometimes getting lost on purpose is some of the most fun you can have.

Armed with only a worn, torn road map (Sprint doesn’t service the area we were in well, so no Google maps for us) and my incredible sense of direction – that’s not sarcasm, I always know what direction I’m facing, it’s a convenience that Jacob finds creepy – Jacob and I made our way to his family reunion.

We ran into some road construction and followed the detour like good little Minnesotan travelers, that is, until we realized the detour was taking us over 60 miles out of our way. Then we decided  to take our own route.

We had the map – the map that is about 10 years old, and my trusty navigator-fiance led us off the scheduled detour and onto our own detour.

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Jacob was narrating directions from the map as we took in the sights of roads we had never driven before. I had a rough idea of where we were in reference to where we were supposed to be — and that was WAY way out of our way — but we were enjoying the rolling hills and deep green colors of the trees and varied lolling fields of crops, mostly corn or soy beans, with the occasional bright yellow heads of sunflowers starting to peek up through rows of tall green stems.

Jacob told me our next turn was to be a right onto highway 4 and as soon as I spotted the sign, I slowed and took the turn. After about five miles Jacob said, “I think we are on county 4, not highway 4.”  Sure enough, in my over-eager state to get to our destination, I had made the turn on the wrong road. We briefly discussed if we should turn around or just find yet another route.

Since the road we were on wasn’t even on the map, we just started driving on any east-bound road we could find — all of which were gravel — until it came to an end, then went north until we found another road that went east, thinking that EVENTUALLY we would have to hit highway 4 and know just where we were again.

We never did find highway 4, but after a long series of gravel east-then-north-then-east-bound roads we came to a paved road that appeared to lead around a lake. The navigator told me to take a right – it was a pure guess – but a correct one!

Finally! The “Kuperus Family Reunion” signs that Jacob says his grandmother has been putting up for over 20 years, if not longer popped up on the edge of the road next to a sign pointing to a campground on Lake Koronis.

We were late arriving by about two hours after all our detouring, but as soon as we realized and accepted that we would be late, the ride was relaxing and enjoyable. The scenery was beautiful. We passed many old farmsteads that we fantasized about living in one day — when we grow up.

To quote a Deena Carter song, “The shortest distance between two points is a straight line…” but in my experiences, the most fun is the longer and uncharted of the routes, especially with your best friend by your side.

Thoughts on long engagements – Daily Thoughts for 4.29.13

It has already been one year since Jacob asked me to marry him. I cannot believe how fast time has gone and how much we have accomplished together in the last year.

Jacob and I after he popped the question!

Jacob and I after he popped the question!

For a while I was kind of mad that we weren’t getting married sooner, especially because our original plan was to get married this summer. But the stress just got to be too much with my back problems and school and work. There just wasn’t enough time and I didn’t posses enough sanity to plan a wedding.

I really think it is for the better though. We have been through a lot together and Jacob really has seen me at what I hope is the worst shape I will ever be in. He has been so amazingly supportive.

When I told him I wanted to start crafting more and open an Etsy store (which would mean working less at my regular job but more at home and less income), he was behind me 100 percent. Now that I need to have surgery he is looking for another job to support us on top of managing our apartment building and his other job.

Some people have asked us why we ‘don’t just get married.’ I always give them the excuse that I am really busy with school, and it’s not really an excuse, I am very busy with school and work.  Of course I want to be married, but really, what’s the rush? We love each other and Jacob is my best friend. We already live together (Ahh! The sin!!). But why rush?

We are just enjoying life, enjoying being busy with things that mid-20-year-old’s do. Honestly, I don’t thing being married would change that, but I always find that things happen when they are supposed to. Also, Everything always works out in the end. I think that too many people rush into things before they are prepared for it. For now we are just enjoying life, living it up, finding out who we really are and what we really want to do with our lives. In a year and a few months we’ll be married, and I can’t wait.

We just fit together so well. I am so thankful to have him in my life.