View ProfileAdult life is tiring stuff. Adult life with kids is utterly exhausting and about as sexy as Barney. Any way to break the monotony and remind you what it felt like to be alone together without one ear listening for little feet is priceless. My husband broke the bank to take me to Paris for my fortieth birthday. Utterly exhausted, I came down with strep throat on arrival and slept for two days. Eventually, though, I revived and we enjoyed a luxuriously slow, romantic escape. Two years later, the memory of that trip, during which I never looked at a clock once, still serves as an aphrodisiac. It doesn’t need to be Paris, but remember that those extra efforts to instill and revive romance and sexiness will be rewarded.
For the rest of the list, see Things You Should Know Before Saying “I Do” (Part 2)
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