Chit chat

Wednesday, July 13, 2011
Who was the last person you spoke to on the telephone?

Ben. Unless I am asked this on a weekend, it is always Ben. So long as I am not in work, he always calls me on his lunch break for a chat. Always has, and I suspect he always will. Sometimes our conversations last little more than ten minutes because I'm busy and there's nothing "pressing" being discussed. Sometimes we get into a deep conversation regarding the latest controversy to hit our favourite sport or how we're going to slice off a few pennies from our shopping budget this week (or conversely if it's coming up to pay day, how we intend to enjoy our temporary financial freedom!).

 We've tried to stop our calling compulsion. Usually for financial reasons. It's expensive to call a mobile number for half an hour every day from our landline. And I don't always have credit on my phone to call him. Since he discovered Orange magic numbers however (20 whole English pennies for as long as we like!) we've been in chatty heaven.

I wouldn't have it any other way. Yes, sometimes I say "I'm going now because you're just eating noodles at me down the phone" but my days are basically divided into two halves; before Ben has called, and after Ben has called. Before Ben has called is the sad time of the day, because I had to say goodbye to him before he hopped off to work. After Ben has called is a happy time of the day, because we've made silly cute noises down the phone at each other and soon he will be home again!

So much more romantic than a text message, no? Stolen from Pinterest

Anyone who says that marriage kills off romance is wrong. You just need to work at it. And calling each other every day, even though we live, eat and sleep right in each others pockets (you can't help it when your flat is as small as ours!) is one of the ways we keep our romance alive. The moment we stop calling each other at lunch time is the moment the romance is dead. Unless I've got a job. In which case the romance will just be beginning ;)