Light Notes

What comes after dinner and a movie?

Obviously, this date was going nowhere. I thought I knew the reason.

After 43 years of marriage, it was too late to make a break for it.

The mid-week date night started off well enough — a movie, popcorn and soda pop and seats close to the rear of the theater. Dinner was next on our agenda.

The restaurant was quiet. Genteel waiters took our order and left us to be alone. Music played softly in the background.

No words were said. Our eyes met.

“What are you thinking,” Bill murmured.

For a moment I was taken aback. He’d stolen my line.

“Well, it’s not really what you’d think,” I blushed, my thoughts crystallizing in my mind. “I was just thinking about... “

“What?” he queried, his eyes searching mine.

“Well, I was just wondering..." my words hung in the air.

“Yes?” Bill prompted.

I took a bite.

“Um... I was just wondering — and I know this isn’t what you thought I was thinking — when was the last time I cleaned the cat’s litter pan,” my laughter spilling into the room. “I think it’s overdue.”

Bill looked at me in amazement.

“Well,” he chuckled, “I was thinking that I need to get the oil changed on the car. It’s overdue, too.”

I’d have doubled up laughing, but my belt was too tight.

Still, what a good feeling, I reflected, to know that this date was going nowhere — except home with me.