Back To The Future

As most of you may know, I am no longer able to work due to my illness. If you’re curious about that, scroll down to The Chronicles of Biff for more details as I won’t be rehashing what most are already aware of.  My days consist of a whole lot of nothing, in the grand scheme of things unless you consider what household chores my physical limitations allow me to do and when in session my homework from classes to glean something productive and long overdue in all this. Hell, if I didn’t have a clock, a cell phone and a tv I most likely wouldn’t be able to discern a Tuesday morning from a Friday afternoon (except that Law & Order marathons are normally on Fridays). And I feel like being sick keeps us from being a normal couple when it comes to socializing and getting out.  Then again, how do you really define a “normal” couple? Who knows, it may be us who are normal and everyone else is Cocoa Puffs. But thus I digress. Tonight, we got the opportunity to play grown-up and it was a lot of fun.

The evening was simple and more often than not the less something is, the more it means.  It was a delicious dinner, good conversation and company as well as the enlightened and entertaining innocence of youth that dually reminded me of how it was to be young and how good it is be older.

So many of us wish that we could go back to the freedom of our youth be it for a respite or for a longer period but sometimes I think its therapeutic to play grown-up. We fantasized when we were younger but we didn’t see the bills and the stress of work and responsibility but in socializing in doing adult activities with like-minded and aged people. But so few of us get to make the choice to do this, often we’re forced into these adult situations out of necessity rather than want. Last night, for a few hours, I got to escape into the present and savor the benefits of having resided in this world for the time that I have. And to my company and hosts (and the most adorable baby in the world that isn’t me), I say thank you.

And as an addendum, I believe that caboose may be my new favorite word.