Did your weekend go by too fast? Mine certainly did. Before I knew it – Poof! – Monday morning had arrived and I was driving to work, thinking about my awesome Sunday.
The Scene on Sunday:
A winter afternoon in Las Vegas: blue skies and 70°. The hubby and I have agreed that we don’t care about the football game. It’s 1pm and I say…
Me: Let’s go to Sloan Canyon.
Hubby: It’s too late.
[Grimacing, making faces at the clock.]
You have to catch me early.
Me: I don’t like early.
[Resisting the urge to point out that it’s only 1pm.]
Hubby: But you know I like to do things early.
Me: [Short sigh before realizing this means an hour-long walk alone. Smile and say…]
Guess I’ll go for a walk.
Where’s your favorite place to go for a walk on a Sunday afternoon?