hi, honey, let's do lunch
Feb. 5th, 2008 01:15 pmHere in downtown DC (Northwest), the Convention Center is straight ahead and across the street from where my work building is on the corner of 8th Street and G Street -- I make a right out of my building, go straight, cross a couple of streets, and I'm there. It's where Adam will be working today and tomorrow. He and I decided to meet for lunch at noon. I started walking toward 9th Street, he started walking toward 8th Street, and we met in the middle of the sidewalk and kissed, and then found a little deli on the corner right between our streets. I had a bacon cheeseburger and he had an Italian hoagie. We finished with a half hour to go before my lunch hour was over. I walked him back toward 9th, and we kissed goodbye. I left to go to the bank a few blocks down in the other direction, to deposit his paycheck into my account for March's mortgage. I'll be meeting him in the Convention Center after work, so we can carpool home. We'll carpool in again tomorrow morning, and probably meet for lunch again, although perhaps at a different restaurant.
Lunch with my husband in the middle of the work day is lovely. First time we've done that in a long time.
Because of that compliment that compared my writing to that of Neil Gaiman (still squeeing), I've started breaking through the current writer's block, and now have a very good concept of where I need to go to finish the next chapter.
Lunch with my husband in the middle of the work day is lovely. First time we've done that in a long time.
Because of that compliment that compared my writing to that of Neil Gaiman (still squeeing), I've started breaking through the current writer's block, and now have a very good concept of where I need to go to finish the next chapter.
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