I began my new job at Pharmasave today. (Er, that is, yesterday.) (I know! I'm up late. ;-)) And it's cold out. It's so cold that I can't seem to get warm unless I'm in the shower with steaming loads of hot water pouring over me. (Water conservers, I apologize profusely and humbly for the mental agony at the mere thought of letting all of that precious fluid simply swish merrily down the drain and into the sewers of Carlyle....) I am actually so cold that I posted a complaint on Facebook about it. (No. Don't bother checking. I don't Tweet. You can erase that off of the-next-thing-to-do-on you mental to-do list.) (Have I ever mentioned that I shouldn't write blog posts after midnight? This really isn't a good idea.) (Someone tell me to stop.)
Anyways.
So, Jesse took pity on me this morning and drove me to work. I was not expecting this, though he is always a wonderful, thoughtful person, and found it to be a delightful surprise. Nice warm car, me sitting beside my love, smiling blissfully at the awful cold. Nice picture, isn't it? :-) I was so thankful. I am so thankful, come to think of it. I am so thankful for his kindness that when it came time for him to drive me back home (he and his sister had been working in town for the day), I rushed out of the building so as to not keep him waiting. I almost ran down the street with my thick coat, denim skirt and pink headscarf... and arrived where Jesse had been working in record time.
"Sam, where's Jesse?"
She looked at me and laughed. She was quite amused! As it turns out, Jesse and I had actually passed each other on the street... him in his car, me in my pink headscarf, going to get each other. He didn't want me to have to walk in all the frigidness and had made sure to be in his car at 3, going to get me. Neither of us had seen the other! At all. Not a glimpse.
Thanks to the invention of cellular phones, the situation was corrected almost immediately. And yes, we laughed too. :-)
I love you, Jesse. :-)
P.S. Don't you love how, after watching British telly, you write with the accent?? Please tell me I'm not the only one!
Anyways.
So, Jesse took pity on me this morning and drove me to work. I was not expecting this, though he is always a wonderful, thoughtful person, and found it to be a delightful surprise. Nice warm car, me sitting beside my love, smiling blissfully at the awful cold. Nice picture, isn't it? :-) I was so thankful. I am so thankful, come to think of it. I am so thankful for his kindness that when it came time for him to drive me back home (he and his sister had been working in town for the day), I rushed out of the building so as to not keep him waiting. I almost ran down the street with my thick coat, denim skirt and pink headscarf... and arrived where Jesse had been working in record time.
"Sam, where's Jesse?"
She looked at me and laughed. She was quite amused! As it turns out, Jesse and I had actually passed each other on the street... him in his car, me in my pink headscarf, going to get each other. He didn't want me to have to walk in all the frigidness and had made sure to be in his car at 3, going to get me. Neither of us had seen the other! At all. Not a glimpse.
Thanks to the invention of cellular phones, the situation was corrected almost immediately. And yes, we laughed too. :-)
I love you, Jesse. :-)
P.S. Don't you love how, after watching British telly, you write with the accent?? Please tell me I'm not the only one!
