Off and Running

Erring on the side of caution, I figured I'd better post *something* before the day gets away from me. For the next thirty days, NaBloPoMo is the boss of me.

That said, after last night -- where I made good on my plan to visit the Village Halloween Parade -- I'm thinking this could be fun, as long as I answer when opportunity knocks.

Walking the City with the Mister, I felt alive for the first time in ages. As much as we love one another, we have gotten into something of a rut. Between both of us being somewhat overworked, and what with him studying for the GMAT exam, we don't have the energy to give the best of ourselves to each other at night. It's wake up, rush to work, come home, rush to the gym, and then get back at 11 p.m. to inhale some dinner, chat, try to decompress and fall into bed. Meals are consumed on the sofa, in front of the DVD player more often than not.

While there's nothing inherently wrong with that routine, and it was borne of necessity in large part, we have to -- we want to -- change it. Last night's affirmative choice *not* to go home and do nothing (well, if not nothing, to settle back into our routine), we shook off some dust, checked out the parade, walked around the City for a few hours, caught some dinner out at a restaurant we hadn't been to in ages, and had a great old time. I fell in love with him and with my City (not that I'd fallen out of love, just that it's nice to be reminded) all over again.

I needed that. And I'm going to make a point of doing that more often.