I made a weird decision recently that it was highly unlikely, unless planned well in advance that Heather an I can have a date. Admittedly we have an easier time than most with out wide open baby-sitting options, but it’s still difficult to have time to ourselves and go share an activity together that might not interest the kids. I have found that once the kids are in bed, as a grown up with a license, I can go to a movie. Heck, I can even go grab some sushi. Add that to the fact that we’ve done a robust budget and assigned ourselves an allowance of discretionary no questions asked spending for Heather and I separately, and you have a lone wolf ready to watch stupid movies on a whim, eat seafood/sushi (Heather is not a fan of any incarnation of fish), or save my allowance for camera gear.

This is a huge life changing deal here people. It was like the day I found out I could cook bacon anytime I wanted. Here’s the XKCD comic showing a heinous correlation of the above fact.