Today was a nice day; Dave and I went out for a dinner and a movie date. We haven't done that in a while. Most of the time we come home and do our own thing on our individual computers. Many times he'll play computer games and I'll read many different blogs. Tonight though, I met him in Lowell after work at Chili's where we split a meal of four cheeseburgers and french fries. We don't actually have a kitchen table at our apartment so it felt good to sit across the table from him and have a conversation. Normally, when we eat it's on our couch and we watch some episode of a television show.
That's something I would like to change in the future. At first, it led me to look for apartments with a specific space for a dining table. However, then I got to thinking. Why do I actually need a dining table to have "dinner?" I could just use our long coffee as a makeshift dining table. It's just a matter of cleaning up (which is something I have to do anyway, turning it sideways, placing a table cloth over it, and using two small pillow cushions as seats (you know, Japanese style). I have nothing against sitting on the floor. Maybe I can make that a goal before I go to work tomorrow.
Anyway, after eating a dinner we went to go see The Kings Speech and I really enjoyed. I had heard good things about it but going into it I had absolutely no idea that it was about Queen Elizabeth's father's (Prince William's grandfather) struggle with a persistent stammer. Colin Firth played the part really well and it felt believable to me; though I've never had a stutter or known of anyone who has. Dave read that Colin Firth did a lot of research to help keep it authentic. It's not a movie I would recommend to everyone though because it is very British (which is not a bad thing at all) full of dry wit and the usual slower pace. If you're the type who is used to fast moving American movies and a more obvious depiction of emotions and jokes, then you will probably find this movie rather boring. For me though, it was a wonderful escape into the British royalty of the late 20s and 30s.
Afterward, we stopped by Barnes and Noble and continue to look at books that highlight small space living. I found an interesting book full of small house plans (all under 1300 square feet) and they definitely provide enough space for myself and Dave. Dave found a book that stated that the average single family house back in the fifties was approximately 900 sq ft. So really, if families back then that were normally far bigger than ours are today could live within that small space, are the 3000+ sq ft "ideal" homes of today really necessary. I personally think not though that's easy for me to say as I have no children. Maybe after living in a small space, I'll change my mind but for now, that's really all Dave and I need.
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