A call with my doctor and items in the mail 1.5 months later

Yesterday, I called my doctor's office to inquire about whether I could talk over the phone with her or see her at the clinic. Three months ago, consultations were strictly over the phone.

I got an odd setup where my doctor will call me later on today and determine whether I need to come in to see her. I'm not liking that screening process. Sadly, I have to live with it.

I'm pretty punctual when it comes to appointments. I have a feeling that either the call will come to me late or I won't get one. I'm trying to be optimistic, but I don't have that vibe.

On an interesting note as I change the subject, I had ordered a couple of items from the United States in early July. The packaged arrived today. Thank goodness they weren't crucial items. I'm glad that I have them at long last.

Two phone calls and directions to the hotel

I got a phone call this morning at 01:00. It was the front desk. Apparently, some person by the name of Dewan was asking for me. I indicated to the nice woman that I wasn't expecting anyone at this hour. I also didn't know him. She apologized and we hung up.

It is fortunate that I am a night owl. I was getting ready to turn in when the call came in, so I wasn't annoyed.

My guy's flight was to touch down at 07:30. I woke up an hour early. I was excited to see him again.

I got the phone call that I wanted at 08:15.

"Hey, sweetie," he said to me.
"Hey, you," I replied.
"Good morning. Are you wake?" he asked me.
"Yes, I sure am. Did you just touch down?" I asked.
"Yes. I am going through immigration right now. Depending on how long everything takes, I will be with you soon," he assured me.

I gave him directions and my room number. He is directionally challenged, which is a sweet quality that I have accepted and love.

"Is the hotel on the same street as our Chinese restaurant?" he asked me.
"Nope, it's the one before," I pointed out.
"On the road that we typically drive to get to the Chinese place, do I turn left or right on street where the hotel is?" he asked me.
"You turn left. Keep driving on it until you see the hotel and turn right," I said.
"Sounds good," he said.
"Do you want me to text you the address?" I asked him.
"I should be okay," he stated confidently.
"That's what worries me," I said, which made us both laugh.

I was so happy to hear that my guy was coming over. It's a wonderful start to a long weekend.

Tardy guy surprises me with an early welcome

I arrived in my guy's town at around 18:00 on Saturday. My guy texted me.

"Hey, are you at the hotel?" he asked me.
"Yes, I just checked in. You can swing by whenever you're ready," I wrote back.
"Are you good if I swing by at 19:00?" he asked me.
"Sure," I replied, providing the hotel room number.

My guy tends to be tardy. I am the punctual one.

He knocked on the door at 18:45. Miracles happen.

I opened the door. He had a huge smile on his face. He walked in. We hugged and kissed.

"You're early," I said, surprised.
"Yes. I couldn't wait to see you," he said sweetly.

I'm glad that he showed up early.