narrated by: Peter
Mom and Dad came by my place last fall, they were really adamant that I slow things down with Elise. I’ve been with Elise since I was pretty much eighteen, in that we started flirting then and she called things off with Isaiah Gavigan. Technically, which my parents always are much to my frustration, we officially started when I was twenty.
I get that it’s not tortoise speed, which my parents are always on the track of, but I don’t personally want to have my first kid when I’m nearing forty, or my last when I’m in my fifties. They say there is plenty of time, but I don’t see plenty of reasons to wait. Dad acts like he’s totally cool with Elise, but I haven’t forgotten that she freaked out on him when they first met, she was just majorly stressing over finals.
I really love her though. She is in sports marketing, and is invested in the games. She’s totally adorable on my sofa, squealing and booing like a pro. While I’m usually called away by my Mom, asking about job updates, and making sure I haven’t proposed yet.
Thing is, selling artwork at local businesses doesn’t really cut it. As much as I hate to admit that my parents are ever correct, I do think a more stable job is important. So I went down to the court house to find a job, and ran into my ex-girlfriend Paige’s Mom. She didn’t seem to recognize or perhaps remember me, so that awkwardness was nicely avoided.
I checked out the job board, but there’s hardly anything that calls for an artist, and I really don’t want to pigeonhole myself into a career that I hate.
I decided to ask my cousin Zeke, it had been my Mom’s idea which I was disgruntled over, but not enough to blow an opportunity. At first he seemed disinclined to lend me a hand, likely afraid that I would tarnish his work reputation.
He got a job in Graphic Design last February, and that would be my second dream job, my paintings being first. The more I answered his questions and showed my qualifications though, the more positive he seemed to the idea.
I ended up leaving his workplace with a job in hand, I’d be working in the Print Shop, rather lowly but with plenty of room for advancement. I couldn’t wait to share my great news with Elise. Soon, I would be getting paychecks and no longer living off my parents’ money.
We headed downtown to celebrate and get something to eat from the food truck, when my Dad waltzed in. Sometimes it seems like South Port is a small town like Millwood.
He was thrilled about my first grown up job; he could barely refrain himself from beaming. This could possibly be his proudest moment for me ever, it was that big of a deal to him.
He was so thrilled that he invited us for dinner at Pacelli’s, which I’m sure he regretted after he walked away. It ended up pouring right after, and we got stuck waiting it out under the cover of train station, but even the rain couldn’t dampen our spirits.
Dinner wasn’t the worst experience of my life, which dinner with my parents with Elise often is. A few times I caught my parents giving one another a look, a secret conversation that looked like, “Whoa, how did we get here with these two?” Here being the dinner table without an easy escape.
But Elise was in a wonderful mood, she wasn’t even slightly snarky, just totally happy about my job that she didn’t rub anyone the wrong way. I can’t expect them to always love her as I do, but I hope they see how happy I am with her.
Dad even gave her a hug when we called it a night, though Mom didn’t, she did say good-bye. I’ve decided that Mom is rather cold towards Elise because she wants me to slow down on this relationship path, and truly believes that her acceptance matters at the end of the day.
She’s mistaken. I’m not incapable of hearing reason in regards to getting a steady income, or not being a burden to the person I love, but I can’t just wait until I hit my mid-thirties, just because they say I should. I need reasons to persuade me, and all I see are excuses from them.
She makes me happy, and judging by the fact that she didn’t dump me after she graduated college, I seem to make her happy too. And not dumping me after graduating is worth mega points in my book, Paige did it to me, twice.
While she does make more money than me, and really cares about having money, she isn’t obsessed with me personally making it. Which is good, because I probably won’t, and I’m alright with that.
We are young, but we are educated with real careers, and love one another; what more is there to wait for?
I told her the wedding is up to her, on the when, but that I really am looking forward to calling her my wife. She isn’t one to wait around on making a schedule, especially with her high-stress career, so she anticipates having a date before the year is out, but the actual wedding can’t be held during any major sporting event or play-off.
And she only agrees to live in this apartment for a maximum of two years, and then we better have the funds to buy a house or a better apartment. That seems reasonable to me too.
I didn’t rush to tell my parents, but I did meet my twin sister Meg at Planet Java. She guessed immediately, saying she felt that something big was happening for me lately.
She’s thrilled for me, even though she has bad memories of Elise when they were dormmates, and Elise would freak out on her without provocation. She gets that Elise might not be her favorite person in the world, but that she is mine.
I hope Mom and Dad take the news as well as Meg, but I highly doubt it.
I think we decided to wait a bit to share the news, to just enjoy the moment with ourselves without family interjecting. Or at least that is what I decided, and Elise only cares that they know once she picks a date.
Notes: These two crazy kids had the marriage want, and even though they only have one bolt, I let them act on it. He’s family/knowledge and she’s fortune, it’s a good thing she makes good money because until this update, his parents have literally been paying all his bills for his apartment. She wants to marry a rich sim, but she also wants to marry Peter specifically, so that’s a good sign!
In college, Meg always had Peter’s girlfriend as a dormmate, Paige first who didn’t like Meg, and then Elise who would be talking perfectly calm, then blow up out of nowhere. Peter dates emotional women who are inclined towards spurts of rage. And always blond too. He definitely has a type!
It’s going to be a summer wedding, I imagine that is the slowest time for sports with no play-offs happening, and I don’t see her dawdling, she’s very efficient, and now that it’s decided there is no reason to delay.
Peter’s apartment tour up on tumblr here. This used to be Marshal’s apartment before he married Lorelei, I like this little unit.
Thanks for reading!