
Looks like a rainy weekend for us here, and I am actually excited about that. I have plenty to do outside, like starting the spring yard clean-up, pruning our roses, washing and waxing my car, but I love the idea of a quiet, snuggly weekend at home with my husband.
Both of us have several hobbies, so it’s not unusual for us to end up in separate rooms for a bit, working on our own thing. But even while we’re doing that, I like just knowing he’s nearby, hearing him moving around, occasionally talking to himself, wandering into the room to pester me and see if he can make me laugh.
After a busy work week, I love waking up on Saturday mornings: no alarm clock, peaceful, just the gentle whir of the ceiling fan, birds faintly singing outside, and the soft sound of his breathing. Just me and him, with the world shut outside.
When he wakes up, one of the first questions one of us usually asks is, “What do you want to do today?” I love that question, the whole day spread out in front of us, ours to do with as we like.
I think, this weekend, I will crumple up that to-do list. Set it aside for another weekend. I have a pile of books, some tea, rocking chairs on the porch, and snuggle time and date night with my best friend that I would rather focus on the next two days, instead.
