I’m just going to be honest with you … Ryan and I are exhausted.
So much going on.
If we could just sell our house, finish the barn, get the apartment rented, pack and move everything, and catch up on projects, maybe we’d feel less tired.
But probably not.
And until the magical catching up happens, we just keep on trucking.
We have been so tired lately that when Henry finally decides it’s acceptable to go to bed, we crash. Asleep before our heads even reach the pillow.
But then one night, I decided to get crazy. After Henry’s bedtime, we sat on the sofa with some gelato for an impromptu date night.
We even talked. To each other.
Guys. We really needed that.
Then, we rinsed the spoons (okay, we just threw them in the dishwasher without pre-rinsing). And we crashed.
But not before I found this message on our fridge. Which I believe was put there by my mom.
Burn, Arizona Lainey.
Romantic, we may not be. But connecting over gelato is okay by me.
What’s your favorite low-key date night?
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