Valentines Day over 50

The Winter Olympics 2018 is kicking my butt, not to mention my routine. Due to time differences, some of our primetime coverage is actually live and it runs over, and while NBC tries hard to show us that coverage, they have to break eventually for local news and so I have to wait until 12:30 to finish whatever event I was watching. I haven't gotten to bed before 1:30 a.m. the last two nights. Yes, yes, I'm recording all of it, but dammit, this is the Olympics! Plus, I'm not on any time schedule other than my own most of the days so I tell myself this is okay.

This morning I turned off my alarm and fell back to sleep. I awoke at 9:18 a.m. and then lay in bed reading awhile. A little before 10 my SIL tried to Facetime and I declined it, texted her I would need a few minutes, and rolled out of bed to ready for the day. At 10:00 while I was in the bathroom someone rang my doorbell. The dog went nuts. Peeking out through my window, I saw it was an air conditioning man. I checked my phone. I did not have an appointment scheduled with an air conditioning man. I wasn't dressed so I scurried around throwing on clothes, and when the dog came into the room and stared at me, I peeked again out the window. The guy was gone. Hmmmm...

I slowed down and went through the motions I would normally do in the morning like brushing my teeth, washing my face, and making my bed. The entire time I did I began thinking through things. We had been collecting several estimates from air conditioning companies for Mitsubishi mini-split air conditioners. I had only personally scheduled two companies. So obviously, Tom had scheduled another one even though he had no interest in purchasing a unit. Hmmmm... Then it hit me. OMG! My husband had sent this man here to put in the unit as a surprise for me for Valentine's Day. 

But instead of rejoicing that my husband was back to being that caring guy who thought up great surprises like that before the kids arrived, I got annoyed. Because why wouldn't he let me know that since I had to obviously be here for that? Normally I was at the gym at this time. Then I thought, holy hell, my husband knows this and is coming to let the guy in and I just got out of bed. So then I really got frantic and swirled through my daily routine like the Tasmanian Devil because SAHM's, which technically I'm not anymore, never want the husband to catch them in bed in the late morning. Before I left the room, I raised the shades on our windows and low and behold, the air conditioning truck was now parked outside in front of my house instead of in the driveway as he had been earlier. I was caught.

He must have seen some movement because he came back to the door. To inform me that my husband had made an appointment to service our large air conditioner on the outside of the house. Pfft. So much for romance. I let the guy in, made up some lies about being out back and the doorbell not working there, and also told him I was confused and thought he might be there for an estimate on the mini-split unit. He assured me that his company did sell those, he checked the room where I wanted it, and he gave me the number to call and set up an appointment. Then he asked me questions I could not answer regarding service contracts and so I called the husband who then asked questions regarding the warranty and so I handed the phone over to the air conditioner guy. The two males chatted a bit and then the phone was passed back to me.

Me: "Yes?"

Him: "Write him a check for another service plan for this year, would you?"

Me: "Yes, I can do that. Are there any more appointments you've scheduled today that you neglected to tell me about?"

Him: "I didn't even remember this one."

Me: "I figured that. I thought he was maybe someone from the Home Show."

Him: "There to put in a mini-split for Valentines' Day."

Me: "Believe it or not, but I actually thought that might be the case."

Him: "It wasn't."

Me: "No kidding."

Later that day while at the grocery, and because of the previous conversation, I picked up a box of chocolates with a picture of two puppies on it. We used to do up Valentine's Day the romantic way before kids, but now? It's another day. I had already purchased a Valentine card several weeks ago trying to get a jump on things, but I added the chocolates more as a panic situation due to that morning's shenanigans.

Grocer: "This is cute. For your kid, huh?"
Me: "Listen, buddy, it's for my husband."
Grocer: "Oh."
Me: "The man gets love every day. I mean, he has me in his life every day. What more could he want?"
Grocer: "I think my response is a box of chocolates?"

The next day before he left for work, as he does every morning, he wakes me with a good-bye kiss. He thanked me for the chocolates and told me he loved the card. Then off to work he went. When I was dressed, I entered the kitchen to find a big red bag and balloon at my breakfast spot on the table. Inside was a new Ipad Pro and a case. Seriously? I had mentioned I should get one of those on Saturday because carrying my laptop to my writer's group was heavy and awkward. I texted him:

Me: "Holy, way to make me feel bad about giving you puppy chocolates."
Him: "Enjoy. Love you."
Me: "Awww...you are sweet. Love you too It's almost as good as a mini-split air conditioner. ."

What? He loves me for my sarcasm and humor.

She didn't come with the Ipad, but look how bright and cheerful she is on Facetime with that thing!