Small Comforts

I am a social person. Most happiest when I am out and about, mingling with friends, and just DOING something.

But there are times I need my space, quiet, and am happy to just BE (probably as a result of my only-childom). Brett is a homebody, and so most of the time, our “what do you want to do’s” conflict. But, on occasion, they align quite well. I’m either in my quiet place or he’s in a social state of mind.

Last night was a prime example. After he picked me up from work, we made our separate dinners (pizza for him; mac-n-cheese for me) then snuggled on the couch to watch Chuck and Heroes.

During the commercials we gave each other massages, since I’m still recovering from the accident, and his job calls for a lot of manual labor. It was so relaxing to just be me – the real Ann-Marie – and be comfortable with him, knowing he loves me for who I am, not the me who’s convinced I’m never good enough.

We decided to try going to bed earlier, since we’ve both been dragging in the mornings. We got in bed at 9:00 p.m., and Brett went to sleep almost immediately. I read my latest book and was awake until 10:30 p.m. or so, but then I went to sleep almost right away.

This morning, we both felt better, so I think we’ll try the 9:00 p.m. thing again…although we go on vacation on Thursday, so then our schedule will be all topsy-turvy for a while.

Still, I think those little moments, spent together – just being together – are a big part of marriage.

I’m going to try to re-visit it…the next time I want to conk him on the head…for whatever reason!