A sweet day

Sweet Hubby and I keep ourselves busy during the days, sometimes barely crossing paths even when we're both in the house, except for meals and the day's end.  He is usually downstairs at his computer or working on clearing away clutter and taking down walls.  If I'm home, I'm usually in my office writing or looking things up or playing games or whatever.  I'm also out of the house a great deal more than he, taking walks, getting together with friends, writing in cafés.

So it was a real treat when he suggested last Sunday that we take the day to be together.  I asked that we walk a paved trail we had driven past several times on our way to donate blood.  I'd noticed the trail but wasn't comfortable with the idea of walking it alone.  A couple of years ago I'd had two potentially scary incidents in one day when I was out walking in a secluded place, and I find I'm less bold than I used to be.  This path, part of the extensive Interurban Trail, wasn't particularly picturesque, as it went through an industrial area.  But walking it with SH satisfied a "one of these days" itch I'd had, which made it quite enjoyable.

Afterward we drove around and stopped at the first likely looking restaurant, an Italian place called Romeo's.  The food was good (most Italian food is), and our special treat was that an amateur jazz band was performing.

I love this sort of day, when we are together and choose to explore a different area than our usual neighborhood.  None of it was exciting or anything, but it was nice and I was with Sweet Hubby.  A sweet day all around.