We had a DATE! An actual kid-free, no errand running (save a quick little trip to Home Depot), a glass of wine, a movie – a DATE. It was the first time we have been out on a real date in a long time. I can’t even remember the last time to be honest. Last night was great AND we were home by 9. That was the best part.
I got a haircut today for the first time in about a year. I found myself talking to my new stylist telling her she should go see this musician I really like. I went on and on about what a great live performer she is and how much I have loved to see her in concert. When my stylist asked me if I was going, I laughed out loud and said, “No way. It starts at 9.” Holy shit. That is what I actually said so that someone else was able to hear me. Does anyone remember when you couldn’t get to the club before 1o:30 or 11 because no one would be there? Home by 3 a.m.? If I am awake at 3 a.m. now I am pissed off because some pint-sized alarm clock woke me up.
Does the fact that we went to a 4:30 movie make us seem like grannies? Maybe. But I am ok with that. I am ok with us being two of four people in the otherwise empty theater. I am ok with texting home during the movie to find out if my boy ate all his dinner. I am ok with rushing back to the house after dinner to try to be asleep by 10. I am ok with all of that. It was still a date.