About two weeks ago, I schlepped to work in the pouring rain. I walked to the subway in the rain. I walked from the subway to the bus stop in the rain. And, then, I waited in the rain as three packed buses flew by me. Everything seemed a little worse when my umbrella flipped TWICE because of the strong wind.
I made it to school in one piece and as I hung my coat in the closet I felt my phone buzz in the pocket. I pulled out my phone to see a text from Ben, who was on his way to Washington D.C. for work. I opened his text to find this message:
“Love you so much babe! JUST made my train!!!! Speeding down the coast right now drinking a latte. Love you!”
Yeah, I know. The multiple “I love you” lines with exclamation points are sweet, but the “speeding down the coast” in a warm, dry train with leather seats and free Wi-Fi while “drinking a latter” almost sent me over edge. Did he have to be that happy on a dreary Monday morning? I almost drowned on the sidewalk and squished into the stairwell of bus to get to work on time!
No biggie, though. I took it all in stride… kind of.
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