January 23rd was our 6 year anniversary (1-23-04). We didn’t exchange gifts this year, or even cards. Instead, we spent time together and played nice. We indulged in a lunch at Red Robin (my favorite burger joint), played video games, watched TV, ate dinner at home, enjoyed some intimate time, and did our best not to bring up things that are unpleasant or could cause us to argue. So we didn’t clean the house at all, the cats didn’t get their much-needed baths, and I kept controvertial issues to myself.

I don’t know if this means we’ll argue tomorrow or are saving things for when we see our new couple’s counselor on Monday. There is certainly a lot to talk about: our potential move and its timing, Peter’s desire to change his vocation, organizing/fixing /cleaning the house, vacations, my fibromyalgia… I’m sure I could think of other things, but those are definitely the biggies. Despite the lack of discussion, though, I did talk twice to a mortgage broker about refinancing at a lower rate, with very favorable results.

At least it didn’t feel like we were ignoring the tap-dancing gorilla in the corner of the room. It was more like we were focusing on enjoying each other and just chilling out.

Hopefully, the rest of the year will go as smoothly and enjoyably and productively. Yes, a girl can always hope…