Earlier this week, my husband was out of town. We spend so much time together, it’s always odd to be apart even for one night. Yesterday we both ditched work to make up for the lost time and hang out all day together. (For the record, ditching work was totally his idea, I swear! He twisted my arm to make me agree to his diabolical plan…what, you don’t believe me?)
He asked me a few times if there was anything special I wanted to do, go to a movie, go shopping, etc. I said I just wanted to hang out, and he laughed and said that is just what we would do, then.
I’d have been perfectly content never leaving the house, because I’m wild and crazy and sociable like that. But neither of us felt like cooking dinner, so we eventually decided to go out. We treated ourselves to an Italian restaurant that we both love, and I have enough leftovers from their huge servings to pack my lunch for two days.
I was supposed to go running last night, but I decided to stay right where I was, curled up at his side, just talking and laughing and relaxing. I don’t regret it at all. I will go running this evening instead. I knew we would be back at work today, and I wanted to enjoy every minute of our day of playing hooky together.
I know a lot of couples who have to go to parties, attend events, take trips, throw money around to pretend they are having a good time together. They drive each other nuts without distractions and bright lights and something else to entertain them, anything but each other.
I was excited to just take a day off together with him. I asked him later if he was bored, and he said no, that he was happy just hanging out too.
One of the best compliments I’ve ever received was when one of my stepkids said she wants a relationship someday like her dad and me. The kids were forced to witness, up close and much too personal, what happens when one person is hell-bent on destroying a marriage, making sure nothing positive or loving is left, drowning every possible happy memory in poison and jealousy and rot. It’s so senseless and pointless. Stupid. Selfish.
I am glad the kids are able to see an example of a healthy, happy relationship. They deserve to know it doesn’t have to be the way others in their lives have chosen to be. The kids deserve to rise far above that and be happy just hanging out with someone special one day, too.
