Ross and I had "date night" last Saturday night. We went to dinner and then saw "It's A Wonderful Life" at a theater downtown. We had a great time together on the date, but when we came home, we discovered the difference between a "dating date night" and a "married date night."
Dating date night consisted of Ross picking me up, going out to dinner, maybe doing some shopping, going to a movie, or renting a movie and watching it at home house, and then Ross would go home.
Married date night (at least last week) consisted of Ross picking me up on the side of our driveway as he's backing the car out of the garage (there's too much stuff in the garage for me to walk around to the passenger door and get in the car while the car is still in the garage), going to dinner, going to a movie, and then coming home to fix the broken washing machine. Sounds romantic, huh?
Well, let me tell you, there's nothing more romantic than working side by side with your husband fishing your clothes out of a washing machine full of water and then trying to wring them out as best as possible, knowing full well you won't do half as good of a job as the spin cycle on your washing machine. And, don't forget the part where you have to mop up the water that spilled out of the drain hose when it was unhooked to drain out all of the water from the machine to try and figure out what the problem is. All of this because the washing machine won't kick into the rinse/spin cycle.
This was how we ended our date night last weekend. It really wasn't that bad and we did laugh at it when we were both pulling out clothes out of the water saying to ourselves, "I guess this is what you do on date night when you're married!"
Ross was able to figure out what was wrong with the washing machine and ordered a $10 replacement part to fix it. We are so thankful that's all it amounted to. $10 and a little extra work at the end of a date night is much better than paying $$$ to call a repairman, or even buy a new washing machine.
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