On the first day, we went to a local indie bookstore together and picked out one of our favorite books for the other to read.
On the second day, we went to a thrift store and found something random yet meaningful for each other. (It's harder than it sounds.)
On the third day, we cooked dinner together. And oh my god did we stuff ourselves silly that night! Cajun crusted salmon, raspberry vinaigrette roasted potatoes, and a homemade fly-by-the-seat-of-our-pants macaroni and cheese casserole.
On the fourth day, we created something together. My boy found a beat-up globe, and we've been painting it and adding things to make it unique. It's beautiful and swirly and completely us, and we're going to mark the places we visit together over time.
On the fifth day, we painted together. My boy is an artist, and I pretend I can hold a paintbrush, so we got a canvas and each started at one end painting whatever we wanted. We met in the middle, then turned the canvas and kept working. At the end, we actually had a piece that looks amazing and cohesive, even though two different people did it!
On the sixth day, we gave each other gifts we had made in secret. I made a collage of our relationship; each of us had a small heart displaying pictures of us alone: from childhood, our first date, and the few shots of us alone since then. These were attached on either side to a big heart that had pictures of us together, with a proposal picture at the point of the heart. He really liked it, and I put a lot of work into it but I was shamed to have to go after this:
The last day, Christmas Eve, was pretty simple, and it carries on a tradition from our childhoods of opening one gift early. We're spending the rest of the day being lazy before the busy-ness of combining family Christmases begins!