I am a morning person unless getting up in the morning is required to catch a flight. I dread the 6 AM Friday morning flight from Calgary to Houston. I actually feel well rested at the moment, but I know that I will be feeling wiped out by mid afternoon. I will never understand why flying makes me so incredibly tired, and I will never understand why no matter what I do on a Friday, I am exhausted on Friday evening. Today, is a double whammy.
As the work week winds down, and the weekend kicks off my love and I begin discussing what we want to do this weekend. If I had my way, we would spend the weekend in our pajamas hanging out at his place watching March Madness with attack kitty. He mostly works from home, so by the time the weekend rolls around he is ready to get out of the house.
We will likely compromise by staying home tonight and then meeting friends out tomorrow.
It occurs to me that we have yet to have a bad date, but the best part is that I love being with someone that I enjoy the everyday simplicities of life with. I enjoy our neighborhood walks, light dinners at the nearby dive Mexican food restaurant, and sitting together on the couch with our morning coffee.
My love makes me feel loved, respected, and appreciated. One thing that he has taught me is that there are people in this world that are good at relationships. I never knew this was a skill until I met him. I am acutely aware that this is a skill that I lack, but we communicate effectively, and he is very patient with me.
I spent five nights in Calgary. Every night I thought of him as I drifted off to sleep, and I felt warm and happy inside. I am not exactly sure how I am lucky enough to have a man in my life that truly knows how to take care of a woman, but I am extremely grateful.
The answer to the question, “What do you want to do today?” Is, “I don’t care what we do today as long as we are doing it together.”