The weekend is over. Wah! I don’t want the weekend to be over! But it is, and there’s a time change to get used to and it’s actually quite chilly outside too. The temperature I can adapt to immediately by putting on more (and more) clothing layers. The sun coming up while I make the early morning coffee is going to take a few days to get used to. The fall time change always makes me feel like I am running late.
We didn’t do a damn thing this weekend, other than lounge around watching TV and sitting at our computers (and snoozing). It was nice. Saturday was both Halloween and our 18th anniversary (as well as the 6th anniversary of being in the house), but we opted to be old lazy people and did nothing special at all. Well, money is tight, and that always makes doing something special difficult. Maybe next weekend we’ll get dressed up and go somewhere for a nice dinner. Or not. Sort of like birthdays for us, celebrating another year is nice, but doesn’t especially require gifts and flowers and a bunch of to-doing. Though it was pretty sweet that on our way to the market Saturday morning a totally romantic song came on the radio, and we got mushy for a minute or two†. Since I don’t have anything else to say this morning (yet), I’ll post the lyrics to the song, because there are undoubtedly young people who have never heard of Unchained Melody.
UNCHAINED MELODY (The Righteous Brothers)
Oh my love my darling
I’ve hungered for your touch
A long lonely time
And time goes by so slowly
And time can do so much
Are you still mine
I need your love
I need your love
God speed your love to meLonely rivers flow to the sea to the sea
To the open arms of the sea
Lonely rivers sigh wait for me wait for me
I’ll be coming home wait for meOh my love my darling
I’ve hungered hungered for your touch
A long lonely time
And time goes by so slowly
And time can do so much
Are you still mine
I need your love
I need your love
God speed your love to me
Now for more coffee and puttering around the house. I didn’t completely get the housework caught up before the weekend, so I better get back to that.
Footnotes- † OK, mushy in the way we get mushy, which is to snark about how the hell we could possibly put up with each other for so long, and what the hell did we do in a past life to deserve this hell. Yes, we love our ongoing snarky commentary as much as we love each other, which is a lot. [↩]