Last night it was just me and my husband sitting at a restaurant and talking. It felt strange.
We intend to "date" more often but we're not very successful at making it happen and spending time alone. Equally weird was our conversation about how weird it feels to be in a restaurant without our kids or any friends. Then the conversation led to...imagine if this is what we did more often.
Then it went on to this scenario...what if this was our very first date? We just met. That's a fairly odd hypothesis. You, 37 years old, single with no kids. Me, 34 years old, single with no kids.
What would we be talking about over dinner? Our interests? What would our interests be if it wasn't marriage, kids, or the house? Who are we without these things? What would a single Kate or Tim be like? We just couldn't imagine. We reminisced about [nearly] 14 years of marriage and all that has happened in our lives. Our dating days seem like such a distant memory. We've grown and changed.
We couldn't seem to think of what to do after dinner. And so, we reverted to our old ways and headed off to Home Depot. We've become such an old [odd] couple. The sweet redemption is that we still enjoy being together. We haven't lost our flirtatious, teasing banter, and, a high point for me, Tim gave me a stellar compliment yesterday...he said he can't resist me when I'm wearing my apron.
[He might have even used the word "hot".] It was a good day.
~Kate
[He might have even used the word "hot".] It was a good day.
~Kate
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