Yesterday friends from out of town came in to spend the night. They were a couple we actually introduced - he was the Hoos' college roommate and she was my first friend at my first job out of college. Suffice it to say they have known both of us for quite some time. Married, they live in the city where we went to college, in a lovely condo in an up-and-coming part of town. They meet friends for drinks, travel and have a different existence than we do.
They arrived in the early afternoon, way before the Hoos would normally be home from work, but he had an event last night that precluded him from getting home before 10 anyway. We spent the day strolling the neighborhood, catching up, and being entertained by LP. She was in rare form, playing up all her silliness for our guests. Last night we drove down to the beach, walked out of the fishing pier and ate dinner. The weather was clear, the temperature was pleasant and it was a nice way to pass the time.
Five years ago we lived pretty similar lives. We would meet with them and other young couples a local restaurants a couple of nights a week; we would take turns hosting casual dinners and play on each other's company-sponsored softball teams. Now I am a married mommy, employed part-time in an occasionally challenging job, with a baby-proofed home. I wouldn't change having LP for anything in the world, but I couldn't help but wonder if I was boring then with my domesticity.
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