Breaking Out and Doing Different Things
A typical day in my life reminds me of the Godfather’s classic 1980’s song “Birth, School, Work, Death.” I typically wake up (my birth), go to work (which happens to be school), then go home and eventually fall asleep (death).
Yes, it’s terribly exciting, I know. But it keeps me content. But once in a while it makes sense to spark things up a bit. As I was scootering home last night (the stage between work and death) I noticed that the town of Arlington had put up all of its Christmas lights. And that made me start thinking how nice it would be if Randy and I had a nice romantic dinner in our neighborhood.
But then I got home and remember our friend, Paul, was in town for the night and we were supposed to get together w ith him. So, instead, when Randy got home from work we met up with Paul in Davis Square for dinner/drinks and then came back to our place to show him the new pad.
All in all, it was a great night. And a welcome distraction from the same old-same old.
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So, Tuesday nights with me is the “same old-same old” now?!?!?!?!