Dates

My Beloved and I are setting a very bad trend for ourselves. Are you ready to hear what it is?

We don't go on dates as much. 

Now you would think that this isn't so much of bad thing, we save more money, we get more done, we don't drive as much. Those are all good and valid things. But I worry, because one day, we might have five kids (Lord Willing!) and not always be able to go out on dates. So if we don't make time for it NOW, how will we THEN?

We are both very content to stay at home, in our grungy clothes, watching movies, or reading books, even playing video games. Sometimes, he plays and I craft, or do dishes, or read or write. We don't go out NEARLY as much as we used to. We have decided, however, that sometimes, it's ok to go out. It doesn't have to be expensive, it doesn't have to be fancy, we just have to go. OUT.

So the other day, we had a date. But it didn't start off as a date. I started by taking down all the books in my room and putting them in boxes.

Seeing an empty bookshelf makes me sad!

I had four boxes of books!

I am preparing myself for the fact that in less than 100 days, we're really really gonna get married. I decided that one way to make that real, was to take all my books up to our house. See, my books are my friends, and to let them live with my Beloved, well, its an act of great trust. And he knows this. So he came to help me move my books. We got to the house, unloaded, and got real tired! So we took a nap, and woke up all sorts of groggy. From there, after lazing about for a while, we decided, you know what, we need to get outta the house, and go on a date. So we did.

Our big night out!

My Beloved.

Me...

And yes Ladies and Gentlemen, yes. We went to McDonald's and ate Chicken Nuggets and Hamburgers and fries. And it was a glorious and adorable date. He (more often than not, right now) looks nicer than I do. We have a joke where I say, "You look all nice and fancy, and I look like...me." To which he replies "I like how you look." 

And you know what? I believe him.

We are learning that Dates mean making each other feel special, that going out to eat shouldn't be an every week type of thing, but an every now and again. That it's really taking time to be, physically and mentally, there with each other that makes all the difference.

Today, we went and ran a few errands in our town, and then you know what happened?

We went to the Library. And if I could have, I would have taken pictures of the cute couple, noses in books, arms link, her head on his shoulder, in complete silence at a work table. Because we love books, and I like our Library dates the best. I wander the shelves, and get lost in trying to find something that catches, and sometimes, at the end of the aisle, he pokes his head around the corner, and smiles at me, just to know I'm still there. 

Being with my Beloved, is never time wasted.