Friday morning, we both woke up with scratchy throats and stuffy noses and by the time we left work, we had agreed to spend all weekend on the couch, fighting what were now full blown colds. “Spend all weekend on the couch” first meant stopping at Panera for Autumn Squash soup and a doctored up grilled cheese (with bacon) for dipping. Then we were homeward bound for the next thirty-six hours. During this time, I caught up on Carrie Bradshaw’s life, reorganized the kitchen cupboards and, of course, added to the Goodwill donation pile.
There’s something about being sick together that just makes it more manageable. My head was pounding and my nose the confusing mix of stuffy-runny, but the occasional glance-over-and-smile’s from Daniel or the few times he would reach over and touch my leg from his corner of the couch made me forget for a few seconds. Butterflies. I am married. This still hits me weird sometimes. I am married! To the best man I have ever met, too — and I told him that yesterday. Of all the men boys I have liked in the past, he easily surpasses them all. He is more genuine and supportive, more driven and patient than. anyone. I know, have known or have crushed on. And it’s crazy… he was just sitting in front of my face the entire time.
Today’s agenda consists of a few to do’s followed by a whole lotta nothin’. After church at 11AM, we’re planning a coffee date to Colectivo by the lakefront. This was a staple when we spent time together three years ago — I would drive us from my little Center street apartment, down to Colectivo where we would order warm bevies and walk over to the lake. We once watched the prettiest heat lightning storm across the water… and also watched a couple express their love for each other on a flag pole a few yards away. (You win some, you lose some.). After coffee, we’ll pick up our groceries and may or may not start meal prepping for our three work days this week. Thursday is Thanksgiving which has me internally jumping for joy doing cartwheels. My favorite holiday, split between my two favorite families, both eating the best homemade meals I have ever had. To say I am excited for this week would be an understatement.
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