I just got back from my regular Saturday night at the movies. This week, I went to see Mission Impossible III. This is totally uncharacteristic of my usual movie choice. I always pick romantic comedies or basically anything other than action or horror. But, I was up for a little change. The movie actually ended up being pretty good. I was on the edge of my seat most of the time.
I used to be a little timid about going to the movies all by myself. It's kind of grown on me, though. You can pick any movie that you want to see. Plus, you don't have to share your popcorn! The only thing is that I feel like I have to make excuses for why I'm alone -- not with my husband or a friend. For example, tonight I saw a coworker as I was walking out of the theater. I totally found myself coming up with things to say in case he asked me if I was here by myself. I know most people usually wouldn't be caught dead somewhere like that by themselves. But I'm not about to just sit home because I don't have a date for the movies!
Anyways ...
One thing I find myself doing all the time since Jon has been gone is thinking about what we would be doing if he was here. It's like a little game we play. We write emails back and forth reminding each other what life would be like if he was here. In all reality, things would be pretty unspectacular, but wonderfully normal. Tonight, for instance, we still would have gone to see MI: III. Jon would have bought our tickets, and I would have bought our treats. Jon would ask for a small popcorn and pop, raise his eyebrows when I ordered a medium for myself, and then complain about how tiny the smalls are. (I guess he usually forgets this fact between Saturday evenings!) Then we would sit down and comment to each other about the previews -- decide which were "Netflix," and which ones we were going to be "SO THERE" for. Jon would then tease me about my high school crush on Tom Cruise, and I would act like I still kind of like him -- you know, just to get him riled up a little. :) At the end of the movie, he would look over to see if I was crying (I usually am), and tease me a little more. Once we got home, we would pick out one of our Netflix, get in our PJs, and cozy up on the couch. Jon would watch the entire thing, and I would be asleep 15 minutes into it.
See ... pretty boring and uneventful. But what I would give to have just had that night. I concluded this week that I'm not really lonely -- I just miss my husband.
Hmmm... almost half way there.
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I know exactly what you mean about how you keep the "together" feeling alive. My hubbie and I always send emails about the future and what we have to look forward to. Lucky for me...I don't have to worry about facing the "dating" crowd! :)
Rachel!! I know exactly how you feel. Brian and I keep talking about just falling asleep and waking up beside each other...how wonderful and normal that would be. I hear ya!!
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I go to the movies alone all the time, but I give you credit for going alone at night. I'm not ready for that. I get mad at all the couples :)
I have always been someone to do things on my own: go to the movies, go out to eat, etc. So that wasn't too weird. But I found the moments I missed him most were when I was trying out something new, like a recipe, and was wondering what he would think of it. I missed cooking with him...sitting in the car driving with him on longer journeys, etc.
And you are so right about getting to choose your own film. There always is a bright side..;-)
I love going to the movies alone! I think way more people do that admit it - only the brave and strong talk about it :)
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