He stepped outside on the front porch to get some fresh air, and that’s when I walked out with a handful of garbage that I was carrying to the dumpster.
“Hey,” I said, all flirty like. “Walk a girl to the garbage can?” I tucked my hand into the crook of his arm, and we made a romantic stroll from the front door, across the driveway, to the dumpster.
We took it nice and slow. It was the day after our 25th wedding anniversary, and we were professionals at speed dating.
So here’s how it works.
First, you can’t get enough of that man, which means you’ll use any situation as an excuse to move in close.
Second, you have an imagination. (You do have an imagination, right?) Be always a little bit six years old. Pretend yourself into someplace grand and expensive –make sure it’s someplace expensive –and pretty soon you two are alone in the world, and love is hot.
Let them stare. (You know, them –the people you imagine are watching you both, wishing they had your young love.)
Third, talk to him like you just met. Use that pickup line you’ve been practicing in the mirror.
“Come to the dumpster often, big fella?”
Fifty seconds. Date over. Don’t forget to tuck your phone number inside his front shirt pocket and give it a pat.
Girls always want romance, but do you have any idea how much power we have to create romance ourselves?
So give this a little thought. How did you flirt when you first met him, and you were thinking, “Hey, he’s cute.” Every time you saw him, you were planning.
Planning –using your imagination to figure out how to get close, how to get his attention, how to get him to call you without him knowing it was your idea to begin with. You were brilliant in the early days of your relationship, and now it’s time to perfect that womanly craft. Those dating months? Just a warm-up.
Okay, for me it was a simple trip to the dumpster, made-over into a stroll along the Riviera. Where could speed dating come to life for you and your man?
Where could speed dating come to life for you and your man?
Christy Fitzwater is a writer and pastor’s wife living in Kalispell, Montana. She has a daughter who is married and a son in college. Christy writes to help people know God, and you can find her new book about becoming blameless on Amazon. Or follow her devotional blog at ChristyFitzwater. You can follow Christy on Instagram here!