the sweetest thing

i got home at 11 last night

after going into work at 7

and then walking into my second job at 4

so

so i parked kind of in front of a fire hydrant.

HEY!

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,)

and says

we have to move your car. it's right in front of a fire hydrant.

WAH

i said.

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

my make-up

eat breakfast.

aaron stumbles downstairs at some point

disappears outside

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

and SHAZAAAM

my car,

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

from happiness

and hop in my car and wave vigorously "good bye"

and drive to work happy and content. :D