My Perfect Evening
I had no deadlines. I had no projects. I didn’t give a shit that my house was a mess. It was a perfect evening.
My commute home from work was event free. I ordered pizza from the freeway and it arrived at my home as I pulled into my garage.
My daughter was thrilled to see me (or maybe it was really the pizza). We turned off all the lights, closed the blinds, ate pizza on the couch huddled under a blanket (we have to freeze out the downstairs before bedtime or it is too hot upstairs to sleep), and watched 10,000 BC on DVD.
We then retired to the bat cave (my bedroom) to watch the Daily Show and Colbert Report. While doing so, I implemented some computer ideas Photogirl66 gave me to get my daughter reconnected to her school email account. She hasn’t been able to communicate with her friends for three weeks. The ideas worked, and when I showed my daughter she could be online with her friends again, she burst into tears of joy.
A glass of red wine, a valium, and into bed I went. My daughter shut off everything later when she turned in, as it should be during the summer.
A perfect evening. They are too rare.
Sounds like a great night - there’s something great in the simple things.
So nice when life just goes smoothly like that. Doesn’t happen nearly often enough!
see, your evenings are opening up.. it’s a sign that YOU need to be pres. of your HOA board, it’s easy, if i can do it, anyone can!
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That sounds like a perfect evening to me!