When I got home from my weekend away we had THE TALK. You know, that cliché talk you have when your relationship feels like the moldy bread you’ve been keeping on top of the fridge because you’re too intrigued to throw it out (“I wonder what new shades of fuzzy green will emerge this week!”).

In case you’re still drawing a blank, here are the cliff’s notes:

ME: I love you.

HIM: I love you too.

ME: But something in this relationship has to CHANGE!

HIM: Mmmmhmmm, change is good. Like what?

ME: I just think we’ve become stagnant in our relationship, there doesn’t seem to be any movement anymore, any excitement, any PASSION!

HIM: Mmmmhmmm, passion is good.

ME: So what do we do about that?

HIM: Well, we’ll work on that. We’ll change. We’ll make passion.

ME: Ok, but how do we actually create that in our relationship and then keep it alive?

Long silence…

HIM: Do you want to order out tonight?

Longer silence…

ME: I could go for Pad Thai.

This isn’t the first time we’ve had THE TALK. Sometimes “game plans” even emerge from it and we come up with concrete ideas of how we’re going to breathe wild life back into our relationship. But somewhere along they way they get swept under the rug and we fall back into our same old stagnant routine that makes me want to pull my hair out and eat it.

Here’s what I know: I crave a relationship with movement and excitement and passion, but what I have now is a deep companionship with the man I love that has slowly and strongly developed over the past two years.

Here’s what I want to know: Is it too much to ask for both?