Today is Valentine's Day, 2013. I am starting to think that little 13 is being cruel to me on days like today. Not that I have anything to complain about pertaining to today's holiday, just the recent events in my life have provoked my boss to comment that I could be a comedian about the tragedies of life. I probably could now that I think about it!
Enough about how bad of a day today has been though, I'd like to remember last year's Valentine's Day instead. It was actually a great one, and probably my favorite one. My boyfriend (now husband) was working on the railroad, and the company had meetings in the cities. He had made a comment to his foreman the month before that he wanted to take his girlfriend with since the date of the meetings were February 13,14, and 15 and I had never been to Minneapolis. Besides those factors the 2 years of Valentine's Days before he was working away from home and away from me.
Now at this point with him working on the road well over half of our relationship, I had gotten use to asking roommates of his very nicely if they'd mind I come visit while I had a few days off work, school, life in general, ect. Most were okay with it, some I knew better than to ask, and many actually loved having me around to pick up after Corey. I was always nice and polite, tip toed around when they would come home and pass out in a nap of exhaustion from a 12 hour shift. Never bothered to fight over the remote, didn't use up all the towels and many times offered to bring their laundry back with Corey's. I never minded, I was always happy just to be with Corey for the few nights I was there. Sure it was a bit of a pain to not really get to do what we wanted when we wanted together, but being together was just enough.
I was expecting the same thing to happen with this trip down to the cities. I personally did not care, I was just excited to visit the cities for the first time in my life with someone that knew how to drive without panic. Corey was just happy to have me with on a trip where he wouldn't sleep over half the time I was visiting. His foreman had other plans though as Corey found out when he checked into the hotel. Bless that foreman's heart he gave us a room ALL TO OURSELVES. This had never happened before. Most times he was paired up with his roommate and best friend from home (that he also lived with at home). This three day stretch though we were free to do whatever we wanted in that room, come in and out as we pleased, take a shower at any time of the day or night, and not worry about treading on someone's toes.
Corey and I did nothing really special during those three days, besides check out a few shops and drive downtown to look at the huge buildings at night. Those nights alone in that hotel room were wonderful though and it made that Valentine's Day a really good day. I didn't get any roses, jewelery or chocolates, I just was lucky enough to be all alone with the one I love. That meant all the world to me and it's the favorite memory I have that came to mind today.
Well that was great to reflect on for a bit, now to figure out how I am going to get my car with a busted transmission home... fun fact: transmission fluid is red, and I witness my car bleeding all over the road last night. Time to buy my buddy with a truck and a tow rope a case of beer, he'll appreciate that since two weeks ago his girlfriend of over seven years left him after he found out she was cheating.
With that thought, I guess life could be worse. Happy Valentine's Day!
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