i got home at 11 last night
after going into work at 7
and then walking into my second job at 4
so i parked kind of in front of a fire hydrant.
YOU try finding parking in clifton on a friday night.
i was tired.
a police car drove past me.
i decided to take my chances.
so aaron gets home
(he was out with a friend,)
we have to move your car. it's right in front of a fire hydrant.
i knew it, but i didn't want to believe it.
"i'll be right back," he says
and i'm happy because i don't have to put on real pants or real shoes and my pajamas continue to suffice.
so he gets back
and tells me where the car is
and we have a happy sleepy evening of chats and catching-up. :)
then, suddenly, it's morning
and i'm trying to get out of bed to get into work by 9 am, again.
NO BIG DEAL
i like it,
but hey, it's a saturday, right?
so i get up.
i go downstairs
do my hair
aaron stumbles downstairs at some point
where did he go?
i poke my head around the corner,
he has disappeared.
i get ready
walk out the door.
aaron is back,
and now he wants to walk me to my car.
we step outside
it's cold! i say
and aaron walks me to the driveway, hugs me, kisses me, says "see ya later!"
and i think he's changed his mind about the car-thing because it IS cold (srsly, wtf?)
"i told you i'd walk you to your car," he says pointedly.
and he points
and i look
which was parked a block and two streets over last night,
is sitting right in front, waiting for me.
i love him
and i die
and hop in my car and wave vigorously "good bye"
and drive to work happy and content. :D