I think we’re all a little familiar with this, if, you know, you’re married. I think it’s easy, after awhile, to start counting time in the same room as time spent together. Over at our household, we do it. Maybe it’s because we’re comfortable, or it’s the familiarity, or we’re just tired. It may be different for everyone, but everyone struggles with making sure the time they spend with their loved ones is quality time.
I realized I needed to address this when my husband and I spent an entire evening watching TV. And I’d be lying to you if I said that was the first time we did it. Technology is great when you’re tired. You don’t have to do any work, but you get entertained, you get knowledge. And then you can just go to bed. So yeah, I get why we end up spending evenings watching movies and TV shows and Watchmojo.com, and doing our own thing next to our spouse – be it reading or paperwork. It’s easy. Sometimes, in the context of paperwork, it seems necessary. But when I’m 80 years old and only have brief moments of lucidity, I want to spend those moments remembering how my husband and I were good about our hours together. I want to remember fun times and constructive times. I don’t want my past to be lost in a sea of The Simpsons and Spider Solitare.
And I want to know that we’re doing everything possible to keep our relationship moving forward. Somehow, me sleeping on the couch while the hubby sends emails just doesn’t seem to do it for me.
So, I’m exploring this tomorrow. The easy answers and the obvious answers and the “oh, that’s brilliant!” answers on how do we make the minutes count.