My partner and I sat down to eat lunch today at home, and he started talking about something he couldn't find. He had been looking for this particular thing for over a week now. Initially I did try and help him look for it, but then I stopped because I didn't have a clue where he could have put it. I could tell that he wasn't happy with the fact that I'd stopped looking. So, he was kind of complaining a bit.
I had prepared this very nice lunch for us to sit down and enjoy, and the last thing I wanted to do was talk about anything negative. We rarely sit together to eat anymore, and don't really have fun with each other either. Most of the time our conversation revolves around bills and other different household issues.
When we first began seeing each other some years ago we used to go to the movies, and I thought it would be funny to throw pop corn at him when he was least expecting it. He'd laugh in shock and throw it back, and we'd get into a childish popcorn fight, which we both thought was hilarious.
So, today as we sat at the table I picked up a piece of food from my plate and pretended to throw it at him. A smile came over his face and he said, "You wouldn't." And so I did. Then it was on. He threw something back at me, then I dipped a piece of food in sauce and threw that at him. And it turned in to an all out food war. We were laughing hysterically.
There was mess everywhere, but we didn't care. It was nice to let go and have a bit of fun.
When you've been with someone for a while you tend to forget what it was like in the beginning and you can fall into the mundane madness of routine.
Mix it up, I say. Break the patterns. Life doesn't always have to be so serious.