Dave and I celebrated our 12th wedding anniversary yesterday, and the day simply confirmed what I already knew. We are the two most exciting people on the planet.
Dave got up with the boys, and had them fed, bathed, dressed and ready to pack off to Grandma’s house while I slept in. For which I want to say a heart-felt thank you to him. It was nice to sleep a little longer, and wake up to all that taken care of.
Dave accomplished it all before 9 a.m. I can’t even finish my coffee before nine. Maybe I should go to work, and he should stay home.
We dropped the boys off, and picked up breakfast and brought it home. The plan was that we would eat, get ourselves showered, dressed up and head out to do something fun.
“What do you want to do?”
“I don’t know. What do you want to do?”
“I don’t know.”
The conversation went on like that for a while. We each made suggestions, but they were met with answers like, “I don’t want to drive that far. I don’t want to be gone that long. 7 pm? Are you crazy? That’s too late!”
Then while I was looking up movies to go see, Dave fell asleep.
I knew he was tired. I’d slept in, so I let him take a nap.
Dave woke up, and we had a similar conversation.
“You know, just thinking about going out makes me tired.”
Finally, I decided we needed to make better use of our child-free time. So we got ourselves ready, and drove a whole 40 minutes away to a restaurant for dinner.
I know, right?
It was exhausting.
It was also four in the afternoon when we went to dinner. Isn’t that what old retired folks in Boca do?
Since the night was so young that it hadn’t started yet when we finished dinner, we drove to a coffee house.
I didn’t even drink the coffee I’d ordered because, “I”ll be up all night.”
Livin’ on the edge people. Livin’ on the edge.
Dragging our lazy selves to a movie theater was too much work, so we rented a movie then picked up the boys.
The day was uneventful, but it was restful.
We actually had whole conversations that went uninterrupted.
Quiet days are few around here.