“What do you want to do?”
“I dunno, what do you want to do?”
We have that conversation all the time, last night was definitely not a first. It wasn’t even the first time we were having the conversation with a sitter standing there waiting for us to leave. We never really know where we’re going to go on date night. Our dates are less about the destination than the journey. The journey out of the house.
We made a snap decision, grabbed our coats, kissed the girls and headed out. Then, on our way to the car we realized we could go to Home Depot before heading out to dinner. Which is how we ended up wandering the power tool aisle on our first date night in weeks.
We debated the merits of the different sand paper options, chose the cheapest plumber’s snake we could find, and gaped at the prices of the cordless mowers. We kidded around as we hunted down a sales person and relaxed as me meandered up and down the daunting aisles.
By the time we left with our sand paper, weed killer, and plumber’s snake all the little squabbles and stresses that had come between us during the week had melted away and we were completely in sync again. As we got into the car I wanted to close my eyes and stop time to savor the perfectly banal and wonderful moment. Instead I sent out a quick tweet to my followers on Twitter.
“Best date ever. went to Home Depot and bought a plumber’s snake and now going out for burgers. Love my husband.”
My husband is my best friend and my favorite moments with him are the simple, mundane ones. Lunch of the patio with the girls, a walk around the block, a shared moment at the mall. Sure, I won’t turn down a fancy dinner or a romantic dinner away, but for the most part give me a burger and a trip to the hardware store and I’m happy.
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