My manager & I happened to leave office at the same time today.
"So, any plans for the evening?" she asked.
I knew for sure that I had plans because I'd that vague sense of excitement + anxiety about how the evening would play out. I racked my brain, and then had to laugh when I finally figured it out.
"Nothing at all," I said.
Odd how an evening at home with the husband still has my sub-sub-conscious feeling like it's an occasion.
I suppose it really hasn't been very long since we've been married, much as it feels like it's been forever (and then some).
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