We didn’t have plans last Saturday.
Well, that was weird to type. I don’t think I could have ever imagined saying those words. Obviously, most of our Saturdays are spent with our amazing couples at their weddings and on the rare occasion that we have one free, we make plans with any and all of our friends who we never get to see because of our crazy, opposite schedules.
This weekend it seemed like everyone was out of town, sick, or with their families for a full Mother’s Day weekend. So we found ourselves free and alone. My first instinct was to work. I thought, Hmm… I can sit here like a bump on a pickle (Thanks to Jacob’s Oklahoma roots for getting that saying stuck in my vocabulary) and just watch TV, or I can make get things crossed off of my to-do list. Decisions. Decisions.
I opted for the money option and sat down at my computer. When I heard Jacob ask, “What are you doing?” I knew I was in trouble. I mumbled a few sentences, trying to add in words like “Facebook” and “Pinterest” to make it sound like I was just going to peruse the Internet, but Jacob knew anything on the computer meant work. So, he shut down Operation Work Instead of Be Lazy. Like a two-year-old, I whined and stomped my way to the couch and plopped down next to him. For the next few hours, we made lunch, played with Molly Mae, caught up on a few of our TV shows, and finally fell asleep.
When I woke up from my nap, I immediately knew what we should do. I started putting on my black workout pants and a tank top. When Jacob woke up and asked where I was going, I announced my plan, “WE are going on a walk!” He was hesitant since our cozy bed sounded much more enjoyable than going outside in the heat to walk the hills around our house. I put on my best puppy-dog eyes (Molly Mae has taught me well) and he finally agreed. He grudgingly (and oh so very slowly) got dressed in his short tennis shorts and hiking shoes. When I asked Molly if she wanted to go on a walk, she sprinted a few figure 8’s and then sat like a princess to get her leash on.
I felt thankful. Thankful for the free time. Thankful for our sweet neighborhood lined with trees. Thankful for the warm sunshine. Thankful for our adorable puppy. Thankful for my handsome husband.
And as we walked, we talked. We talked about how naughty Molly Mae was being and how adorable she is. We talked about the cute little girl we walked by who was on adventure with her daddy. We talked about the dinner we had the night before with clients and what a blessing it was. We talked about our families. We talked about the houses we were walking by.
We just talked.
It wasn’t anything significant, but as we walked I was reminded that this was where it all started for us. At the beginning of our relationship, any time we had free time, we would walk. Whether it was on the beach in San Diego or on the bike trail by my parent’s house in Clovis, we would just walk and talk and I loved that. It’s easy for me to get wrapped up in work and other things and forget to take that time to just be together.
I hope we continue for the rest of our lives to walk together, and more than that, continue to talk.
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