It isn’t like I’m ever doing anything illegal or wrong, ethically or morally, but Vince being home . . things are different. He is watching for yarn packages to arrive. So far, none have arrived. I do believe he thought yarn arrived every single day.
Yesterday we left the hospital after the colonoscopy. I wasn’t feeling bad but I wasn’t feeling like shopping either. We went to eat. It was 10:15 when we left the hospital. We couldn’t decide where to go. Most of the restaurants that I like are not breakfast restaurants and don’t open til 11. I was thinking halfway healthy but I hadn’t had any food in going on 40 hours and I was beginning to want anything! He wanted here . . I wanted there . . we decided on Mexican. How’s that for NOT healthy? We got there and the Mexican restaurant is closed on Tuesday. Someone had mentioned that months ago but I forgot. Then we rattled off places . . we couldn’t agree on anything. We ended up at Whataburger. Not my choice.
Then the real struggle began.
Vince: Do you mind if we stop at Home Depot? I have something to return.
Me: No, I’ll just wait in the car.
He went in, returned what he needed to return and we were on our way . . almost!
Vince: Do you need anything from Walmart?
Me: Nothing I can think of.
Vince: Do you need anything from United?
Me: Nothing I can think of!
Vince: Tomatoes, salad stuff, meat?
Me: No. I think I just want to go home.
Vince: How about Aldi? Want to go there and walk around? The doctor said you need to get up and walk a bit every couple of hours.
Me: I’ll walk a bit at home.
Vince: We can go to Aldi and leave if you feel like leaving.
Me: I do.not.want.to.go.anywhere!
Then on the way home . .
Vince: Can you make meatloaf for dinner?
Me: Doubtful. Any ground meat I have is frozen (besides . . I wasn’t planning on cooking anything!)
Vince: I knew we should have gone to Aldi.
Me: Why would we buy ground meat when we have plenty in the freezer? I’ll make meatloaf tomorrow.
On our way to the hospital, I had asked to go to The Runaway Train and have lunch after we left the hospital but I wasn’t planning on leaving there before the restaurants were open so about 3 p.m., Vince asked if I’d like to run down to The Runaway Train for lunch. Yes! That works. In the end, we went where I wanted to eat and today, we’re having meatloaf!
We’re both happy . . we both got what we wanted. Except he didn’t get to go shopping!