I just completed training on negotiating. This may be relevant for romance, but it’s not today’s focus.
Pass the trainer on the street and his white hair and glasses would camouflage his skills. He doesn’t carry the airs of a high-powered negotiator.
He also doesn’t appear to be a romantic.
He shared with me an enviable event he created for his wife.
One day, 7-8 years into their marriage, he told his wife to buy herself a new outfit, one she might wear to a gala. He also offered to go shopping with her.
When asked why the new outfit, he said they were going out on a date.
She got a wonderful evening gown with matching shoes and purse. He then bought himself a new, well-tailored suit.
As instructed, she was ready at 4p on Thursday. As he picked her up, he only smiled when she asked where they were going.
They arrived at the Detroit airport.
“I haven’t packed for a trip,” she complained.
“It’s taken care of,” he replied with a smile.
On arrival at the New York airport, a limousine driver holding a sign with their names greeted them. A stretch limo transported them to the elevator which conveyed them to the “Windows on the World” restaurant, 107 floors above Manhattan.
After dinner, the waiting limo driver returned them to the New York Airport for a flight back home to Detroit the same evening.
Why was this romantic?
1) This gentlemen planned and implemented something unexpected, unusual and a little outrageous;
2) He combined several romantic ideas into a single event: gifts, time together, words;
3) Hinting, without revealing plans, unleashed her imagination in anticipation of the unknown;
4) He created a powerful memory.
Maybe you can’t fly off for dinner in New York or San Francisco.
Could you do something similar on a smaller scale?
Try it. Something to plan for in the new year. Robert