Only on Tuesdays…

{This was found in my draft’s folder…I’ve been as talkative as Brent since we got home from Michigan…for your consideration}

For as far back as I can remember, when someone would ask me if I could do something that I perceived as difficult, I would respond by saying, “Only on Tuesdays.” Recently, everything has seemed particularly difficult. I was speaking to my sister-in-law and giving her updates and I rendered her speechless. Why? Our lives have taken a turn for the perpetually sad and generally difficult. Now don’t get me wrong, we are still finding our fun and working our way through the difficulties.

Just tonight, we went on a date to Publix and got some groceries and found a perfect little Charlie Brown Christmas tree. I’ve been feeling particularly grinchy lately (surprise, surprise), but when we spotted the potted tree with tiny ornaments and stupid little pinecones attached to it with ribbon, we obviously had to buy it. We put the three ornaments we purchased from Cracker Barrel while on vacation and we have officially completed our Christmas decorating. Would it have been easier to go to the store on my way home from work and do the shopping myself? Absolutely, but it’s Tuesday and my husband needed a day out and some exercise. He needed to feel normal again.

So we loaded the walker and took the van through a car wash. We went to Publix and found a charged scooter and navigated the crowded store in our own little bubble and had a date. We try to do something like this at least once a week, though now instead of going into the store, he usually stays in the van with the windows down. We do have a monthly membership at a car wash and hold hands while Betty gets a bath each week. We try to find our fun and our new normal.

We have a date night planned tomorrow where we are meeting another couple out on the town for dinner. Good thing it’s Tuesday.