One of the perks of being married is that you always have a dinner date. It is strange to tell the host or hostess, "Just one." And when I sit down, I feel like I should do something besides just eat. Like check my phone or read a newspaper or do something! I'm sure there are people out there that are way more comfortable with this solo activity. I am not one of those people.
I went to a pub-type restaurant on Saturday afternoon. I sat at the bar, because somehow that seemed less awkward to me. I figured I could pretend to watch sports on TV. No one would be staring back at me, expect maybe the bartender. But even with all those fail-safes in place, I picked up a newspaper they had on the counter and started mindlessly reading that. And then I started making a "To Do" list for next week. And then I started a text conversation with my husband. I couldn't just sit and eat.
So, naturally most of my meals have been consumed alone in my hotel room. Somehow that doesn't seem as sad as eating alone at a restaurant. Haha! Did I mention that I cannot wait to get home? Seth and I have been discussing all the meals we are going to cook when I get home. Mainly perfecting our pizza recipe. We love us some pizza.
And.........only 3 more full days until I go home!