before we had atticus, we could have date every night. it could be a two-hour sushi dinner, drinks with friends, followed by a concert and crawling into bed at sunrise. it could be greasy chinese take out while watching who is harry nilsson and why is everybody talking about him? on saturday afternoon, followed by a nap with no alarm clock. neither of these scenarios was unusual because time wasn't something i thought much about. because i had it.
time is now a commodity. there never seems to be quite enough of it and i always worry that i should be doing something else. i should do some work after atty goes to bed. i should clean the bathrooms during naptime. i should make organic juice and not buy a mcdonalds hot fudge sundae. so many shoulds. well i finally got around to should with date night last week and thank jesus above did we need it.
i did not buy a new dress. it did not involve the latest and greatest restaurant. we did not stay up until sunset. i ditched my mumu for my tightest black jeans, mocs and mascara. we ate sandwiches and beer and laughed our buns off at this lady. i should really insist we do that again. and soon.
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