After we ate, we walked through Borders. Did you know they make the Clue boardgame set in The Office at Dunder Mifflin now? Who killed Toby? With what? I bet it was Michael. We're so going to have to get that game someday.
Anyway, we took a scenic drive home through a lovely area. Everything's so green and all the landscape so well manicured. There were a lot of those big, beautiful houses that I could not live in. I have 2 issues with those houses. 1) I could never live in a house that would be too big for me to clean. I get that they can afford help, but I just couldn't do it. With my obsession with cleaning, I can't even imagine. I would probably clean as prep to someone coming to clean. And 2) I know it's related to the first reason, but there are just so many windows. How do you clean that many windows? Some of those houses seem to have an entire side of the house that is all glass. Stories and stories of glass. Wow. One bug, one fleck of mud, one streak, and I'd be out there on a ladder losing my mind.
A good reminder that our house, for all it's quirks, is wonderful for us. It's older and with that comes a lot of problems, but it fits us. I think we like it because it's not new.
Where did this sentimental streak come from? What are we? 80 years old? Brunch and a Sunday drive. I guess it's even more important than I originally thought for us to continue trying new things that are out of our comfort zones. At least we still have all our own teeth! Hopefully we still have a lot of time!
As much as I look forward to growing old with my husband, I think I already lean towards an older lifestyle. We are this close to putting 2 lawn chairs in the driveway in order to spend our evenings and weekends just watching the neighborhood.
While trying to think of more dates to plan at home, I came up with working on a puzzle together. Seriously. I think it would be fun. The hubby reminded me that with all our kitties, a thousand piece puzzle on the kitchen table wouldn't stand much of a chance. Too true. I cannot imagine all the places the pieces would be found for months to come after one afternoon of puzzle-time.
Speaking of that, I know I already have enough kitties to be a crazy old cat lady. Our pets are our kids, though. I mean, two of the cats have their own cardiologist. I guess we're kind of nuts. Senile even. Touched with dementia? Perhaps. During many of the World Cup games, I asked my husband the same questions over and over. I had not only completely forgotten all of his answers but that I even asked all those questions already. If I was confused about it yesterday, guess what? I'm going to be confused about it again this morning.
When the World Cup comes around again, my husband will hear all those questions again. He'll have to deal with my lack of geography skills once more. All those countries I swore didn't exist because I'd never heard of them will still be figments of my husband's imagination to me. I will, again, have never heard of them. He's such a good and patient husband. He continues to tell me the same things over and over. Maybe we really are like a little old married couple already.
I wouldn't want it any other way.
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