Bemusement and a Date Night

Back in the ending of May or the beginning of June, I jotted my thoughts and closed my notebook and promptly forgot as I’m apt to do and as that is a busy season for us, I gladly grab that excuse. 

Recently, I reach for my notebook and randomly open it and read my words. They make me smile and though time has passed I start to type them here to share anyway and to remember myself in a year or two or ten….

I open the door and step out into our garage.

The overhead garage door is up and he is sweeping the floor with the broom. Dust billows a bit. I smile to myself, because he is my handsome man and I like to observe him, unobserved.

He has all the different hair clipper guards lined up on the back of his pickup according to size. Smallest to largest. Folding chair, out, ready, set up. Clippers plugged in.

He’s waiting for me to come play barber. As temperatures rise and summer sets in, he asks more often for a haircut. Harvest is approaching and a good pre-harvest haircut is a ritual after eighteen years.

I smile at him and compliment his lined-up clipper guards.

I ask him how short he wants his hair and he says he just wants a nice haircut and I tell him then he should go to the barbershop in the morning if that’s what he wants. I’ve {mostly} cut his hair for eighteen years, and other than time spent with him, it’s not my favorite job.

We cut hair and chat a bit.

I finish after some fussing and trimming and eyeballing the edges. We sweep up and pick up and put away.

He heads for the shower to scrub away all those tiny, fiercesome hairs and the itch which accompanies a haircut.

I check in with my children. They are popping popcorn and finding books and a movie and readying cozy nests in their rooms.

I head to the basement and pull out chips and cheese dip and peach tea.

I used to put the kids to bed early, all tucked in with a stack of books and settled for the night. Then I’d fix a snack or sometimes a supper for us two.

Now, they can prep and do it all themselves.

Eighteen years.

I laugh to myself with bemusement.

In house date night. Summed up this way.

A Haircut and a Movie.

 

And it’s wonderful.

Comfortable togetherness.

Spending time.

Glad to have each other.

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