I know that over the years you are with someone you get to this level of comfortableness that you share with no one other then your significant other. You may reach the point where you can use the restroom in front of them, maybe you shave less frequently or not at all, you actually have contests with each other to see who can burp or fart louder, when you run into a wall it is no longer embarrassing – just normal, or you see each other doing even the most secret of morning or night time rituals.
But when should one draw the line on HOW comfortable you get around each other so to not loose that passion or “fire” you have with one another? Well, perhaps it is when you are slowly turning yourself into a 75-year-old lady at the age of 28? That could possibly be happening to me and I may be reaching out for help. First step to recovery, admitting what you have done………So I have recently purchased nightgowns to sleep in during the ever so cold winter nights. Yes, a nightgown or nightdress - is a term usually designated to describe the sleeping attire of someone more than twice my age.
Now, if anyone else chooses to wear the occasional knee length floral pale pastel colored nightdress, please tell me so I don't feel so old. But so far my husband, K, and even my mom have chuckled at my sudden desire to wear nightgowns. Or maybe it was the fact that I had a nightgown on over a pair of fleece pants and then had an insulated shirt over that?!
Anyway, I have to say the nightgown does have a comfort level that I enjoy in these cold months. And maybe the nightgown isn’t so much of the problem, but it could be that along with my ensemble I sleep with a night-mask on and the occasional spots of Vitamin E oil on my face. Yep, that might just be what bumps me up a couple boxes on the age scale. All I need now is to put my hair up in curlers and throw on a hairnet to go to bed and sleep in separate twin beds and I think I may just need an intervention!
So could this just be a rut, a phase or pure comfort around my husband…..hmmmmm, maybe a little bit of all three. But it doesn’t really matter to me. So in the meantime, if you need me, I will be sitting on my couch in my nightgown & socks with slippers at 5:30 pm watching Wheel of Fortune, doing a crossword puzzle, and eating half a ham salad sandwich and then a butterscotch candy for dessert.
I know, I know - You are thinking, seriously what a catch. How could Terry NOT want to tap that.