Day 38: It was turning into one of those nights. You know, the nights you don’t remember after 2 or 3 days. Daniel and I were both scrolling through our respective Facebook feeds, half watching something on TV out of the corner of our eyes. But something in me snapped and I thought to myself, “let’s make this night special.” So to the kitchen I went, because, yes, most of my attempts to manipulate emotion start in the kitchen. I made popcorn, quesadillas, and homemade ice cream. They were all delicious. And I went to my old standby, the mattress on the living room floor. You must undersand, in our living room we have a very comfortable recliner, for one, and a semi-comfortable futon for two. But when a mattress is on the floor, we can both be comfortable and together. And after a fun movie night, we got to sleep right there, in our bed, in the living room, on the floor. Sometimes something like camping in your own living room can feel adventurous, even as an adult.