Less Routine

Yesterday I went over to a friend's newly purchased home for dinner.  The attendees and I arrived with Riesling, Chardonnay, Merlot, tiny quiches, crackers and brie in hand.  Before entering Brent's new place, my friends and I were warned that there was a lot of work to be done as he bought the house knowing it would be a fixer-upper.  We were all impressed by its layout and all of the noticeable changes he had made.  After he explained all of the improvements he planned to make, images of his renovated home quickly assembled in my mind.  Now stationed in the kitchen, we chatted about our days at work in between bites of cheese and sips of wine.  Before we knew it, Brent had successfully grilled the Ahi tuna steaks to perfection, sauteed snap peas, and unveiled a beautiful tomato salad he whipped up earlier.  We all raved of how great the meal looked and quickly dug in.  The first bite of the tuna steak sent my taste buds wild.  It was encrusted with sesame seeds and topped with a soy wasabi sauce.  Yuuum.  My stomach I think is actually growling right now as I reminisce.  The snap peas and tomatoes were the perfect complement to the fish and the Chardonnay paired seamlessly – all in all it was a very well crafted and cooked meal.  Compliments to the chef!  On my drive home I caught myself tuning out the song on the radio and instead engaged in my thoughts.  I was thinking about how nice of an evening it was.  A week night evening not spent being lazy with my roommate or doing miscellaneous things at my apartment.  During the week I usually don't end up having a lot of energy for many after-work activities, but the things I do partake in from time to time never disappoint me.  Life truly requires spontaneity if you are interested in experiencing variety whatsoever.  Anything I do that is outside of my normal routine or schedule, never warrants regret.  Last night just reiterated my yearning for spontaneity.  

"The less routine, the more life." -Amos Bronson Alcott