Today Sweeet Hubby and I continued our search for a new sofa. This would have been rather tedious to do on own, since I'm not much of a shopper, but to have SH's company made the afternoon downright jolly. We went to a consignment store with several levels of furniture to try out. We didn't find the one that was just right, but the search gave us a chance to become even clearer on what we're looking for: the right size to fit in our little living room, 3 cushions not 2 so that I can sit next to SH without sitting on a crack, soft arms, high enough back, fabric not leather.
I love sharing these domestic errands. Although I relish the affection and sex and security that coupleness provides, it's really the small moments, the shared ordinariness, the companionship which are the happiest parts of marriage. I wouldn't have believed that when I was younger and juicy hormones were more important, but in the long run, Mom and Dad were right: marry someone whose company you delight in.
The Something New was going to a pizza café we'd never been to and trying a different kind of pizza, Chicken Tikka Masala. Sad to say, it was yucky, but the salad was good. I continue to learn that not everything new is fun and wonderful, but still, worth a try and now I know there's a reason Tikka Masala pizza doesn't show up on most menus.
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