For almost 39 years now my husband Steve and I have been watching TV every night together. I hate to admit I watch that much, but I do. From Charlie’s Angels to Poldark on Masterpiece and tons of shows in between, we have enjoyed our time in front of the boob tube together. Steve has a lot of pain now when he walks so he spends his time in the bedroom, so he doesn’t have to go up and down the stairs. Well, there’s no TV in the bedroom. It is evening now and he’s reading. Since I don’t read very easily, I’m not sure what to do (so I am blogging). At least we’re together, but I’m mostly just staring at him and meditating. This is a challenge we’ll figure out. I’ve always wanted to kick the TV habit. TV isn’t exactly good for the soul. But I am not completely opposed to buying a new TV for the bedroom!