I'm still in love with that man I married 21 years ago. But it's so much more mature than it used to be; mature for a variety of reasons. You get to this place where you can't even remember when you didn't have each other, you can't chase each other around the bed because your back went out or your knees can't handle it or you don't have the time because there is a child who needs you.
There is a place of time in a marriage where you lose each other because of the kids. But I can see us finding each other again now that the kids are moving toward the door. Sure, we celebrated our anniversary yesterday instead of today because I didn't want to be out and about on my youngest daughter's first day back to school, but I didn't stress about being out yesterday. I didn't have the need to rush home. The kids weren't a catalyst in our decision to go home, we were just done having fun.
My hubby made me breakfast, but not in bed anymore; just another sign of our maturity and how things have changed. It takes so long for me to prepare to eat breakfast: bathroom, remove mouth guard, brush teeth, take a handful of pills to maintain my MS and my sanity, I may as well just get up.
We headed out late morning with only one goal in mind, to go to our favorite anniversary spot, iPic theater to see The Butler at 3:00pm. So what to do until then?
I had been wanting to go to REI in Issaquah to spend my rebate check, but never had time. It was a good time to do that, we weren't in a hurry and I could look without feeling rushed. I found a fleece jacket to replace my old one and had my husband's approval to boot.
Then we decided to go hang out at Bellevue Square. As we started to head out to the highway, I remembered I always wanted to stop at the Top Pot Donut shop they have in Issaquah. It's in the little round building that has changed venues several times over the past 30 years. I don't know how long it's been Top Pot, but when I've driven by it in the past, I never had the time to stop.
They used to be Starbucks' bakery of choice for donuts. Their apple fritters melt in your mouth and it was with great disappointment when Starbucks quit carrying them. So we sat at Top Pot (hand-forged donuts is their motto) and enjoyed apple fritters and a cappuccino.
What else would a couple do in Bellevue Square, but test Sleep Number beds? Now you may find this funny, but I had been wanting to lay on a Sleep Number bed for years. It was the reason we went to Bellevue Square yesterday. My husband was up for it, we weren't in a hurry. I had decided we would replace our current mattress when my oldest daughter was 20 years old with a sleep number bed. I have a couple years to go on our mattress, but I like to be prepared.
We looked at Sleep Number beds years ago when they first came out. But it was in the days when we used to fall asleep cuddling and the Sleep Number beds aren't really conducive to cuddling with their separate chambers of air coils. Now with my hormones whacked out, if we fall asleep cuddling, we have to unstick ourselves at some point soon after we've fallen asleep. We just don't do it anymore, being satisfied with a good night kiss and the fact we are still in the same bed.
We went through their whole rigmarole of testing (I had to look up how to spell that) about pressure points and such. I have to say, I did not leave there thinking, "I have to have one of those beds," especially with the price tag, the knowledge that the top pad would probably need to be replaced in 10 years (probably at the price of a normal mattress), and there would be a big pump sitting somewhere on our bedroom floor (which poses a problem when you have no vacant spot under your bed; it's a platform bed with drawers). Good to know.
Then on to the movie. Good movie, I highly recommend it, brush up on your history of equal rights and which presidents were catalysts if you really want to be able to follow it carefully. I also highly recommend iPic filet trio shooters. The waitress bought us an anniversary dessert and we rolled out of there full to the gills.
Then we drove by a place my husband's father used to own just to see if it was ever developed and then we headed home. The worst part being the traffic getting out of Redmond to the highway.
It was a good anniversary, not only because we did some things we had been wanting to do, but simply because I didn't feel stressed about being out of the house with no rigid schedule, I didn't worry about the kids, in fact we rarely spoke of them, and we spent time together.
So happy anniversary husband of mine. Here's to another 21 years!