Seymour took me out for supper last night, and it was grand. The food could have been better (and definitely cheaper!), but it didn’t really matter because it was just the two of us.
Without the kids.
It was glorious. When you don’t have four kids constantly clamoring for your attention, it’s easy to take silence for granted, which is why I love date nights so freaking much.
But I digress.
Partway through supper, my new job came up in the conversation, and I confessed to being nervous about it. Seymour pulled out a package and handed it to me, saying, “Well, I thought you might like this for your new desk.”
“This way,” he continued, “when you’re having a bad day, you have something to look at and remind yourself that it could always be worse.”
“Yeah, at least I’m not going out on an away mission in a red shirt!” I quipped.
Seriously, though, the thing is awesome. And it’s going to look great right next to my Voyager figurine. 😉
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