Happy Thursday, everyone. I’ve just returned from the great, huge state of Texas where my son and my husband ran a marathon together. Terrific time and they both finished. This was my husband’s 15th marathon. It was my son’s first, and he swears it’s his last. Still, it was vitally important to see my boy all grown up. In three short months, he’ll be marrying his college sweetheart.
Dave and Melanie’s love is new, and they still have those proverbial stars in their eyes. While my husband and I have endured/survived and celebrated nearly 29 years of marriage.
This past week our road trip was my husband’s and my way to reconnect. That meant I was rarely on line (almost killed me) and I (ha ha) forgot that I was a writer. My husband never answered his business cell (which I can assure you, unlike me, he had no trouble doing).
We drove from Colorado Springs to Amarillo, to Fort Worth to Houston, back to San Antonio, and now as I type this I’m home sweet home again.
I enjoyed this past week. There was lots of talking involved, a romantic stroll down the River Walk and valuable alone time.
But I have to admit, I can’t wait to get back to my WIP and become a writer again.
Once again, I’m curious. Do you and your significant other plan alone time? Do either of your careers interfere? What do you do to keep your love alive?
Make it a fabulous March.