Stepping outside the routine

M and I have built a great life together, based largely on routine. If it's Wednesday, it's trash day. Friday means family dinner night. Sunday means the paper and church. And so on.

But last night, we mixed it up. Boo went to see his grandparents, M went to a party, and I went back to my hometown to hang out with some high school friends. It was a late night, full of laughter and memories and just the good feeling of being around people who knew you when. Today I feel totally invigorated. And ironically enough, more psyched than ever to get back to my routine.