We just had a very scrumptious supper. At home, not at Burger King. I cooked Carne Asada and some corn and we threw in some homemade spicy salsa from hubby's aunt. Scrumptious. I made sure to take my Fish Oil pills. Although it will not directly wash out the sinful indulgence that we just succumbed to, at least it's one way of taking the guilt from such cholesterol-building treat. Anyway, the meal was a far cry from what I ate last night. I went to Burger King, which is starting to be a routine on wednesday nights now since I started enjoying my window of solitude between work and hula class. I'd usually head to South Shore instead of home and wait for class time there because it's more practical. Sometimes I'd go window-shopping or catch up on some groceries but it all boils down to sitting by myself inside Burger King, eating a quick dinner (food I'm already getting tired of) so I can just chill and watch people in the remaining time (something I'm NOT getting tired of).

Last night, it was an old couple that caught my attention.  They didn't seem to belong the high-income slice of the population but they certainly were very decent, notwithstanding the old lady's worn-out sandals, her white purse, a faded yellow cardigan and the old man's clothes and loafers.  I worried for them. Are they feeling the pinch of the economy too? I wonder how their home looks like. Are they thinking of a reverse mortgage as other seniors resort to reverse mortgages these days? Do they come to Burger King a lot? Was it a date? Where are they going? Do they have children who can take care of them? Do they have enough money? Do they have enough stashed away for their remaining future? Investments? Luck in cd rates perhaps? Are they still affectionate to each other? Do they ever fight?

All those questions because only a few days ago, hubby and I were at Burger King when we had to get something to tide us over while waiting for our salon appointment. I wonder how we looked like to other people. Do they ever wonder about our situation in life too and our relationship? Sometimes, I wonder what our future will bring.

Definitely, I want us to grow old like the old couple at Burger King. Together, for better or for worse, scrumptious dinner or not.