“How about we go get an ice cream after dinner?” You don’t have to ask my husband that question twice.
It was still in the 60s by the time we finished eating around 6:30 pm, so we made a move for the car. “Wait a minute,” I said. “We better check and see who is open. I quickly Googled the closest ice cream shop, Reasons To Be Cheerful. It’s about 10 minutes away. Yes, they were open until 7:00 pm. We’d have time. “And I better see if you have to order online.” No, the website said orders could be taken at their new window. No inside customers yet. “What about paying?” Credit cards, but no cash. Got it.
I long for the days when you can just get up and go. Spontaneity isn’t a thing at the moment, but the Pretzel Chip ice cream still tastes good.
Thanks for wondering and wandering a bit with me today. And many thanks to the crew at Two Writing Teachers, and the extended SOL community, for giving us the time, space, and encouragement to live the writerly life here every Tuesday throughout the year and daily during the month of March.