The date was going well until he proposed.
This provoked a healthy chuckle, as my wife and I went out to the sort of restaurant we used to often frequent early in our relationship.
It was not good.
this is really difficult to answer. I really haven’t dated the tmany people, and the options were pretty limited living in Tidewater.
I’m strange. My life is strange. I never really could date like a normal person would.
Early when we were dating, I was working all sorts of odd hours pushing out really bad code because my then-boss had determined I was the guy to program for the company. (Newsflash: I really was never that great a coder…)
Then just before we actually married, they figured out what the hell was wrong with me, physically.
Then inability to drive/travel. Financial problems. Moves. Pandemic.
I think when we went out to the chain restaurant across the parking lot, that was probably the first time we’ve had dinner out, just the two of us, in probably more than five years.
I think much of the discussion was particularly about getting to where we are, what we’d do differently, the dog, and so on.
But we did make it. Tomorrow and Sunday have a few things planned, bug I don’t think we’re going to do much of anything today.
So I write, drink not-very-good coffee, and stay on schedule with this.
((complaining about this laptop’s keyboard deleted…))
Though tempted, I’m not going to work at work stuff. Just not going to do it. It can wait until we’re home.
But back to the date thing, I think a lot of Sarah and my remembrances surrounding dates would involve stupid things said by other pushy patrons near us.
The guy in the tweed blazer with patches on the elbows who was very upset that the burger he ordered had mushrooms on it.
He’d specifically asked for no musicrooms on the burger, because he’s “deathly allergic.”
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He’d ordered the Mushroom-Swiss burger.
Or the one time the guy at the table next to us went on and on about how the food scene in LA is better than Norfolk’s. See, he’s from LA, and knows about these things.
Okay, guy.
But there aren’t any that come to mind between the two of us.
Might explain why we’ve lasted so long.
So I feel like I’m finished with the topic, unlike the weird burger I ordered last night. There was probably a point in time where I would have been intrigued by it.