Thursday, October 05, 2017

Backstory behind our change of treehouse plans

On Tuesday, my guy called me from a taxi.
"Hey, are you there?" he asked me, referring to the parking lot at work.
"I'm close. I decided not to wait there. My manager's motorcycle is still parked there," I remarked.
"Doesn't he ever leave work?" he asked me.
"Apparently not," I replied. "Is it okay if we move to a different area once I'm there?" I asked him.
"Of course," he said, noting how uncomfortable it would be for both of us.
"Yay!" I replied, which made him chuckle.
The last thing I want to do is have my manager see my guy and I making out in a car at work.

Five minutes later, my guy's taxi had arrived. He paid, got his belongings, and headed over to his car. I did, too.
"Hey, sweetie," I said to him.
"Hey," he replied, peering in as I pulled up next to his parked car.
"Are you hungry?" he asked me.
"I am," I replied, noting that I hadn't had dinner yet.
"Me, too. Let's go have dinner at our usual place," he said.
"Sounds good," I replied.
It's nice that treehouse time ended up being a dinner date.


  1. Dinner and treehouse time with his naughty geeky girl...what a lovely homecoming for your guy.

    Hugs and blessings...Cat

  2. sometimes the unplanned dates turn out to be the sweetest ones!