« Why don’t you go out tonight? », my beau told me yesterday morning. « Get out of the house for a while. But don’t take the car. » I don’t usually let him talk to me like that but since I knew this was the day before my birthday, I was happy to oblige.
I got up this morning and found a half-naked man ironing his shirt in the kitchen, surrounded by a crying cat. « There are robins in the backyard nagging the cat », he told me. « Spiff’s going nuts. » I picked up the cat and took him to the back patio doors to look at the birds together. This is when I found my birthday present, sitting beautifully under the lilac and the blooming apple trees. He even left me his ibook so that I don’t have to get back in the house when I want to work today or go online. And there was another gift hiding under the cushion.
I really, really wanted one of those wooden swings, but since we have so many things to buy for the house this year and freelancing is a bit scarce these days, I had sadly abandoned the idea. Now it’s mine, mine, mine!
I’m going to make myself an ice chai, grab my screenplay notes and get out of the house. Pardon me while I go swing outside for the rest of the day. Ready? Weeeeeeee!
