A few weeks ago I got rear-ended when I was driving home from work. I had been working overtime so I was already grouchy, grouchy and hating the commute home.... and then as I was parked and waiting for a string of cars to make a left, WHAM. The fact that I was hit wasn't great. But the worst part, if I'm being honest, is how I reacted. I got out of my car and yelled and yelled at the woman. After about five minutes I felt ridiculously bad and apologized but it didn't really take away the sting. And she was honestly the world's sweetest woman, who apologized profusely and in fact told me not to apologize and tried to make me feel better for yelling at her. Talk about convicted. Anyway. I learned some hard things about myself. And after we swaped life stories and I drove away I told myself if I ever found myself in a similar position, I hope I will be half the woman this person was to me!
So all this to say, we had an appointment to take our car into the garage on Monday morning to get some body work done. And because when you already have childcare lined up, and you have to use your only free time together filling out forms and getting a rental car, you make the most of it! And that's how we ended up at John's diner for an early morning breakfast. After we got engaged we went out to a 24 hour diner for poutine & back when we were dating we had many, many long conversations in a vinyl-seated diner booth, so an all day breakfast and those ceramic coffee mugs that every diner in the world seems to have, will always have a special place in my heart.
It had actually been a crazy long time since we had a date together. We don't really have any childcare here in the city (other than what we have during the day when I'm at work) so a lot of our dates right now centre around making something fancy at home or getting some fun takeout - which is great because we've really learned how to push the barrier when it comes to making tasty things in our own kitchen ;) BUT, it was a really nice chance to be out - in the world - just the two of us together. I kept hearing a baby in the restaurant and thinking it was June and then I'd have to remind myself that it was just Mike and I. Because it's so rare that it's not the three of us together. It was so lovely to sit and talk over some coffee and creamers and I felt like I could follow and contribute to the conversation! I love being a mom more than anything but I find I'm so distracted at times when we're trying to talk together at home. And then I feel guilty like I'm not giving "us" the attention it deserves. Especially at this age since June is going through a "mama mama: uppy. Uppy. Uppy!" stage - it makes it tough to be pulled in a few different directions at once. So we got our car turned into the garage, we got a sweet BRIGHT blue rental SUV (I feel so loud driving it around!), and I got to sit across the table from that handsome husband of mine .... all because of a lefthand turn.
A few pictures from the morning:
stay safe my friends! And drink all the coffee <3