After dinner tonight, Steve asked me what I had planned for the evening. I heaved a great sigh. Laundry folding, dishes, writing, and more writing (the sigh was meant mostly for the chores). Steve wanted to take a walk with me and our kiddo.
“I can’t,” I said. “I have too much to do.”
Then, as he was getting ready to leave, he offered a deal.
“How about I fold the laundry later and you come with us?”
So, I did. And even if you don’t have an awesome laundry-folding husband, skip the chores and take a walk with someone you love (even if that person is just wonderful you) today. I’ve heard countless times that the dishes can wait, but tonight I realized how true it is.