A good Sunday. Washed the cars. Smoked a chicken in the Masterbilt. Took things to the Goodwill and had an encounter with the most polite man in the world. Then I installed an irrigation system so that my wife and I can use our evenings more productively. As to why we hadn’t thought of this before, it was a different era. We happily wasted our time together watering plants– more her than me, but often together. It was nice– even childlike– I’d try to squirt her, then she’d retaliate. We’re almost 50.
Now that we have the irrigation equipment, we can both go into our private dens and work and study and read. Then we come out, talk, walk a mile, then repeat. It’s kinda perfect. Our family time consists mostly of walks and discussions– even if one daughter is absent, we may call her for the walk. Our youngest is in college and walks a lot– she almost always calls us. I wonder if she’s truly interested in talking to us, or is she just conditioned to do so?
Either way, it doesn’t matter. My wife and I love hearing from our daughters no matter what.