So lately, I have been noticing that Tim and I have been spending less and less time together. Me being a full-time student and him working the evening shifts forces us to be like passing ships through the night during the week. However, there are still tiny but significant moments here and there when we can get, ya know, chummy-chummy. But instead, we merely say “hey you” and then go back to doing what is SO important- watching guitar players on Youtube for him and online shopping for me (do I dare admit it? Alright alright. Yes, it’s getting out of hand).
I have also noticed that we are less and less affectionate with each other. Sure five years of marriage will do that to ya, but for heaven’s sake… we are still young! On a side note, haven’t the radio stations had enough of the song “We Are Young”?!? Goodness! Talk about jamming it into your brain!
Lately, only by the grace of God, I have been analyzing myself rather than putting all the blame on the hubby (oh but trust me, I shall get to that part soon). First of all, I have forgotten how visual men are! The moment Tim steps out of the house, he sees all these beautiful women everywhere. And then at the end of the day, he comes home to this – a wife wearing the baggiest, most granny-like pjs (I practically live in them) with absolutely no makeup, no trace of color to her face other than my naturally yellow skin, hair that would make Medusa proud, and Harry Potter glasses to finish off this perfect look! Get the picture?
However, I certainly do not look like this when I walk out of the house! I completely transform into this whole new me. I make sure that all my imperfections are hidden and tucked away. So I ask myself, “why do I not try to look my best to the one person that matters the most?” Sure, I can’t look perfect all the time, but I can DEFINITELY make more of an effort.
Another realization is that I nag about everything! I just can’t seem to leave the guy alone!! I see the hubby and I immediately say things like “you didn’t mow the lawn? how come you don’t wash your hands? can you pay the bills? don’t you see the dishes piling up?” Boy when did I become… my mom? I must sound like a dripping faucet all the time!
Now how do we spend our time? The answer is short. We become couch potatoes. It’s without a doubt so nice to be one with the couch and stare at the TV all day long. However, it would be nice to look at each other and actually have a real conversation once in awhile, right?
So my conclusion? I am going to date my husband of five years! I used to be and still am the same fun, caring, energetic, pretty(?) gal that he met seven years ago. I have let myself go over the years, and it’s time to change that. I recognize that I may not get the same high-intensity, overly stimulated, on-the-verge of explosion feelings from when we were dating, but that’s ok because they are replaced by more sophisticated, endearing, ever-lasting feelings of peace, trust, comfort, and deep appreciation for one another. We just need to make the effort to spend more quality time together and actually communicate!
So to initiate, I took him to Mighty Fine, his hands-down favorite local burger joint! He goes by himself quite often, but I rarely join him. Well, you can guess how excited he was when I went with him for the ride!! Boy, it really doesn’t take much to please our men does it? It made me incredibly happy =) Who knew?
So here we are enjoying each other’s company and of course sinking our teeth into this:
And yes… he wore his most prized hamburger t-shirt. Can you tell he’s a burger fanatic?
We talked for a bit and then quickly fell silent…
It’s FUN to date the hubby! Many more fabulous dates to come!! I am looking forward to it.