Yesterday was a rainy Sunday and my husband declared we should abandon our chores for the day and just watch box sets. On the boring old married to-do-list, we had things such as cleaning out the chickens, gardening, putting the bins out, ironing, washing windows, hoovering, etc but for once, we decided not to do any of it. How liberating.
When we first moved in together, we were the typical lazy couple, lazing in bed until late and doing hardly anything around our home (or maybe it was just us...). Anyway, then children came along and so did routines, endless housework and jobs to do. With one daughter at uni now and another at college, there is less looking after required and if the house ends up being a mess, it's mainly my husband and I that suffer - or our guests, as our daughters tend to prefer being in their bedrooms.
It was heavenly, to kick back and pad around the house in scruffy clothes and fluffy socks (me, not him). I painted at the kitchen table with my younger daughter, listening to music and chatting or enjoying the silence in between. My husband doesn't cook much these days, not like when we met, so he took his sweet time making a delicious meal and without feeling tired or the need to rush, as we weren't doing anything later.
After eating, with the fire lit, we snuggled up on the sofa with our two dogs and watched a movie. We even had a cocktail each and it all felt very decadent and worthy of repeating - I think, on a weekly basis.
Comments