tonight my husband and i went to the early show, then came home and he plied me with gin and tonics while he whipped up a simple yet delicious supper. we had drinks, good food and the odd bit of chit-chat. odd? not for the average person, for us, however, this felt like a milestone, as does the plan for tomorrow - starting with homemade breakfast and an island day trip.
it just feels so very very strange to not have a day filled with various types of home improvements; so odd to have a wonky deck door that we do not have to deal with; bizarre to see mister monkey whipping around the kitchen making delicious things to eat. ah. this is what others call life, is it? nice. i could get used to this.