Alan turned in his dissertation yesterday morning. He got four copies (180 pages each) printed and bound: one at Staples, three at the university print shop. He stuck around school most of the day to field any potential phone call regarding paperwork.
At 3:30pm I picked him up. We hung out at home for a few hours. We were going to go out, but Alan seemed pretty bushed. He wanted hamburgers and milkshakes for dinner. I wanted to go to a movie. I swung by Wegmans and got supplies for milkshakes and burgers, along with some cheese, rice crackers, and raspberries for an appetizer, and a six-pack of beer. I also got a movie from Redbox.
Alan snacked while I cooked up a couple of hamburgers. For Alan, I pressed some jarred jalapenos into the patties, and topped the cooked burgers with pepper-jack cheese and arugula. I pressed my patties thin and cooked them until they were really brown on the outside. I melted some cheddar cheese over the top and ate them with a fork and knife (no bun). Alan wanted a vanilla-caramel-bourbon milkshake like he had at a restaurant recently. I think I did a pretty good job of replicating it.
We watched the movie, and went to bed early, chatting for quite a while before nodding off. Copper came up and snuggled between Alan’s knees and mine. Ptoley looked out the bedroom window for a while, and then went downstairs to sleep, as is his custom.
It was such a regular, mundane evening (dinner, movie, bed), but we haven’t had it in so long. It felt like the best, most romantic date ever.
I got back to tiling the bathroom today (I’m off to mix up another batch of mortar after this), Alan read some wikipedia articles (a hobby of his), and mowed the lawn. We’re headed out to a restaurant tonight to celebrate a friend’s birthday. It’s nice to be back to a rhythm: work, rest, friends, chatting, down-time, entertainment, cats, food. I’m very happy :)