Indiana seems to have missed the memo about the appropriate weather
for the month of May. Monday, on the first day of the month, it snowed.
Not measurable snow, thankfully, but visible snow. I was driving home
from an appointment in Fort Wayne and was downright offended when my car
sensor flashed “possible icy roads.” In MAY???
Yesterday, in honor
of our 125th monthiversary, it was frigid and rainy and gray. Thanks
a lot, Indiana. 😉
It may not have
been a good day to go for a walk or sit on the patio to watch the sunset, but
it was still a good day in our hearts, and that’s what matters, right?
The alarm went
off far too early in the morning, and Ryan sat on the edge of the bed to talk
to me while I tried to convince myself that I really didn’t need another 45
minutes of sleep.
That reminds me
of a story I’m not sure I’ve told on the blog before. I tried to search for it,
but it didn’t pop up. If you’ve heard it, you can move on to the next part. If not,
enjoy this little side story. When we lived and worked at WillowBridge, one of
the lessons we tried to teach our tenants was about the importance of time
management. For some, getting to work on time was a real struggle, and we tried
to work with them on it.
We had one
tenant who had to be at work by 8 a.m. most days. In the early days of our time
there, we had to take everyone to work, regardless of how early or late they
had to arrive or leave. Sometimes that meant we were on the road at 7:30 in the
morning and still picking people up at 9:30 at night. This particular tenant who
had to be at work at 8 a.m. struggled to get to the vehicle to allow enough
time to travel safely before work began.
We finally established
some boundaries that worked, but before we reached that point, she came running
to the van one day, collapsed in the passenger seat beside me and said, “Sorry!
I know I’m late. I just needed 45 more minutes of sleep.”
I couldn’t even
hide the laughter. 45 more minutes? Is that even a thing? Our coworkers found
that story so funny that they made me a coffee mug with that phrase on it. “I
only needed 45 more minutes of sleep.” We all know that some days…it’s just true.
And it was true
of my yesterday. Alas, I got up, wrote a love note for Ryan’s lunch (something
I do every day) and packed his food. We parted ways for the day, and I spent
the afternoon enjoying the aroma of our dinner in the slow cooker.
When he arrived
home, we ate dinner and headed out for some dessert and coffee. We went to an
adorable little restaurant that was new to us, and we will be back. It’s so
tiny, but it was incredibly clean, and the people were very kind.
The rest of our
evening was spent at home doing some chores, working out, watching TV. It was a
perfect end to a day.
And it turned out
I didn’t need 45 extra minutes of sleep after all!
2 comments:
Sounds like a great way to celebrate! Now, while we don't celebrate like you, yesterday forus it was iur 533rd monthiversary. I was the late one home yesterday, so the hubs knew I would probbly not say no to going out to eat, and I didn't. Our daughter, son-in-law, and oldest grandson joined us for some good food. A good time all around when we can spend it together and even better whrn we get to also have some family withus.
Happ 125th monthiversary!
Gaylene
Sounds like a great day!
45 more minutes of sleep love it!!
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