Married life easily lends itself to the concept of routine. And don't get me wrong here, routine is quite a welcome change from the wild world of singledom. Reading a new book while the hubs is watching Sports Center is a past time I would not trade for anything in the world. Finding that 'private intimacy' Elizabeth Gilbert speaks of is an ineffable feeling. That being said, it's nice to shake it up every once in awhile.
So, that is just what the Hubs and I did this last weekend. We hopped in a rental car and high tailed it out of the city for a romantic getaway. I may have actually been more excited about the road trip than the destination. However, I was proved wrong once we woke up to the quiet town of Green Lake, Wisconsin, ordered room service before meandering around antique stores (not the hubs fave activity, but knows that I love it so scoped out the map for prime stores, too sweet). The day concluded with four hours of bliss at a lovely day spa complete with delightful massages and more room service.
Even though there was not necessarily a lot of Nature to be had on our outing as the lake was completely frozen and spring has not yet arrived in our neck of the woods, a quiet respite from the bustling Windy City was just what we needed. Old barns, silos, and windmills whizzing by outside the car window were enough to give me a hint of home (my southern home, not my city home).
Road trip, Romance, and Rejuvenation is a Routine I can could fall into anytime.
Toodles from a hopeless romantic smalltownista.
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