One step closer.
Impromptu Date Night — I still got the “date juice.”
Last night we had an impromptu date night. Sometimes it can be tricky figuring out when we can actually have some time together as we both have such irregular schedules. And, we currently live 45 minutes (with no traffic) away from each other.
I actually have had the last few days off thanks to being on the GI service for the month. As a consult service, I don’t have to come in on holidays or weekends. Allison, however, was only given Thanksgiving Day off and the powers that be scheduled her for 3 straight days of 12-hour shifts.
What a wasted opportunity, right? The one weekend that I have 4 days off is the weekend she has to work 3 days straight.
Anyways, she called me around 4:45 in the afternoon — three hours before she should be getting off from a 12-hour. I was surprised to see her number. But she was off. She had discharged all her patients and the charge nurse had sent her home.
I scrambled quickly to try and figure out how we could meet up. She wanted to stop off in Anaheim first to shower and change. We figured we could meet up in Riverside at the mall.
Unknown to me, there was horrible traffic. She ended up arriving about a half-hour before I did. After a quick meal at the Cheesecake Factory, we headed outside. I knew that I couldn’t keep her too late because she had another shift the next morning.
But I figured I had enough time and told her to get in my car for a “drive.” I ended taking the back roads through Riverside where I parked about two blocks away from the famous (at least to locals) Mission Inn — the site of the annual Festival of Lights.
We grabbed some hot chocolate and a gingerbread cookie. We walked around the area looking at the lights and the horse-drawn carriages. We went into the Mission Inn lobby and admired the decor. And we bumped into a million other pedestrians around the streets of Riverside.
She had fun. At the end of the night she marveled that I still had my “date juice.” As if I would have forgotten how to plan a fun evening — even if I only had an hour’s notice.
I scoffed at the notion. Of course I do.