Huh? A date. With my husband? What's THAT? I do vaguely recall hanging out with him in public, like at a restaurant or something. But I am pretty sure we lived in a different state then. Literally and figuratively.
It's bad...we're bad. Making time for the two of us just hasn't been on our radar for a long, long time. The demands of the kids, his job, the house, the zoo we call our animals, the vortexes we call our computers (aka "some time for me"), and that thing called sleeping take up a LOT of time. I don't even know if I have my babysitter's current phone number. Time for the two of us has has dropped low on the priority list. That's just wrong.
It's crazy to be living in the same house with someone and yet miss them. Especially when it is a sweetie who brings you black coffee in bed every single morning.
We need a date.
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Sweets, were I in your neck of the woods, I would offer to sit for you. I find that small fries oft make for better Saturday nights than boys usually do.
ReplyDeleteGood luck, and you've got my vote!
OMG! I so hear you on this one! My husband and I went out last weekend - and we ended up talking about the kids... what we need to do to the house... that we have to start thinking about summer vacations... what the hell did we talk about before we had kids!?
ReplyDeleteGreat post!
Love your blog... you have a regular in me!
- AUdrey
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