I’m doing something that I’ve always wanted to do…having dinner in a restaurant by myself. Granted it’s a cafe. But it still counts.
I discovered a few weeks ago that I write better and more when I’m away from my home. My home is one big distraction with the cat, the husband, cable and an open bar. There’s always an excuse as to why I can’t write. So rather than order dinner in, I’m out and having a great meal by myself. And I’m saving on the delivery charge and tip (there’s no waiters).
I’m starting to think that Jay and I might be putting the Chinese food delivery guy through college. Lord knows we order often enough. But on the bright side I haven’t received any calls at work from Jay calling to tell me that he’s going to kill the delivery guy.
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