We got up at the butt-crack of dawn this morning in order to be out of the house by 8:30 am. Maybe it really wasn’t that early, but it sure felt like it! We had to take our new BMW motorcycle to the dealer for it’s 600-mile check-up. We need a good amount of lead-time in the morning, since neither of us is the “get up, get out of bed, drag a comb across our head,” type of person. We both need breakfast, and a cup or two of coffee.
The ride from our house to San Antonio was done mostly on back-roads through the hill country, with very little time on highways, and it was smooth sailing all the way! With the rain we’ve had this spring, everything is lush right now. Cactus are flowering, deer have spotted fawns, and goats are in every field with their kids clowning around nearby. And it doesn’t matter whether the fields are rolling and grassy, or hard-scrabble without a blade of grass in sight, that’s the good thing about goats – they’re adaptable that way!
It would seem like driving/riding two hours down and two hours back would be a hassle, but the very best part of the day for us is our “lunch date” when we go. We always head over to Cover 3 for lunch on their outdoor deck. It’s like a mini-vacation! Great food, great service, wonderful ambiance. We talked about the fact that there are a lot of things that are up in the air that will stay there till something else happens first, and this is where life gets either very interesting, or very stressful, depending on how you look at it.
If this then…? Or, if that then…? I like to have contingency plans for things. I may not follow any them, but I feel more secure if I know they’re there. And I know that “Life is what whappens to you while you’re busy making other plans.” Nothing is carved in stone. So we spent our time day-dreaming about “next steps” as we sipped martinis and enjoyed our lunch.
I’ve always been a big advocate of “date nights.” They’re important to get us out of our rut, I mean…routines, and keep our relationship fresh and sexy. But, I think I have become an even bigger advocate of an afternoon lunch date! I can’t wait until the bike needs it’s next check-up at 6,000 miles. But maybe I won’t have to wait that long!