This morning, I'm certain I dressed with my eyes closed resulting in the most gawd awful black ensemble and confess opting for moose over shampoo for the hair portion. Yes, I know it's not 1988. Then, I left for work before I could hug any one's neck and/or disperse the chocolate I bought at 7:34pm last night for my valentines. I run ahead of the game like that. On the flip side, I do have a job that allows me part-time hours, 4 days a week. And a husband who works much longer yet found time to deliver the chocolate. And make the bed. And shower.
Work was busy but I chiseled out a moment to gaze at Fort Lauderdale's beachcam near the end of my day while my boss was at lunch. He came back early enough to observe with me, accidentallyonpurpose. And we discussed the progress of the latest work related developments directly in front of my beach cam computer screen. As well as the assignment I overlooked. Casually, the convo turned to the obvious. And not only was I granted time off during spring break (no-not permanent time off) to visit the coast, but the topic of discussion ombred into high school and musicals and the good stuff. And I discovered that my destination is a place in his history book. And we talked cafeterias, specifically the one he enjoyed today. Always been a fan of the cafeteria.
On the way home I remembered that a Valentine lunch or dinner date was not in the cards, so I picked up something and ate it beside the very sofa that was suppose to land near the curb before 7am for bulky trash pick up. This was the 4th time I had requested that the Males in the home move it out and the City pick it up. (We would give it to a charitable organization however the smell and appearance is so bad, we know they would be offended.) Tho we sit among the filth, e'ryday. And with that, I went to my room to unwind and shower to find these on my desk.
Tulips are my forever favorite.
And a card...the fancy kind. As you can see, Hubby even remembered my dislike of all things blush and bashful and picked blue. In fact, I am certain now he does listen and I don't always sound like the mom on Charlie Brown.
But nothing could have prepared me for the email I read just after. One describing how my dearest friend's son's life had been spared after a horrendous car wreck the night before. He literally walked away with few scratches and a script for the leading role as Rubber Man. A miracle indeed.
So, as the sun is setting on this heart filled day, one could easily dwell on all the seemingly wrong events or when this everyday LOVE finds itself in the most unsuspected scaffolding, we can choose to go ahead and climb up. Word has it that the view can be pretty wonderful.
Work was busy but I chiseled out a moment to gaze at Fort Lauderdale's beachcam near the end of my day while my boss was at lunch. He came back early enough to observe with me, accidentallyonpurpose. And we discussed the progress of the latest work related developments directly in front of my beach cam computer screen. As well as the assignment I overlooked. Casually, the convo turned to the obvious. And not only was I granted time off during spring break (no-not permanent time off) to visit the coast, but the topic of discussion ombred into high school and musicals and the good stuff. And I discovered that my destination is a place in his history book. And we talked cafeterias, specifically the one he enjoyed today. Always been a fan of the cafeteria.
On the way home I remembered that a Valentine lunch or dinner date was not in the cards, so I picked up something and ate it beside the very sofa that was suppose to land near the curb before 7am for bulky trash pick up. This was the 4th time I had requested that the Males in the home move it out and the City pick it up. (We would give it to a charitable organization however the smell and appearance is so bad, we know they would be offended.) Tho we sit among the filth, e'ryday. And with that, I went to my room to unwind and shower to find these on my desk.
Tulips are my forever favorite.
But nothing could have prepared me for the email I read just after. One describing how my dearest friend's son's life had been spared after a horrendous car wreck the night before. He literally walked away with few scratches and a script for the leading role as Rubber Man. A miracle indeed.
So, as the sun is setting on this heart filled day, one could easily dwell on all the seemingly wrong events or when this everyday LOVE finds itself in the most unsuspected scaffolding, we can choose to go ahead and climb up. Word has it that the view can be pretty wonderful.
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