The reservoir was not fun. I got a mild sunburn, and ten huge mosquito bites. I am allergic to mosquito bites, mine swell up much larger than other people's and tend to stick around longer. The people D is supervising for diving are annoying as hell. We ended up being annoyed with them the whole weekend. It's incredibly hot here, and they haven't turned on the a/c in my building yet, even though we've had a stretch of 90 degree days...

Somehow, we had a great time. Things weren't the way we wanted them to be. We'd both pictured a much more idealistic day at the beach. Not 4 grueling hours of diving without a break for him, or clouds of blood-sucking fiends for me. We got along great though.

A few months ago two days like this would have sent us into a tailspin of bickering. We didn't fight once. There was one snippy moment, then immediate kisses. It isn't because we're trying either. There's barely any effort being applied to not fight. We just aren't.