Remembering

My mom wrote a post on her blog dedicated to Daniel and I. She was a bit too kind to us but it got me thinking about the many wonderful little things Daniel does. I was remembering one particular night and I was disappointed when I realized couldn't quite remember all the details. So, I decided to write it down before I forget any more.

At the time I was working at Nordstrom. Daniel had a doctor's appointment that day. We only had one car so, he asked if I would pick him up and take him there during my lunch break. I was about 7 months pregnant and treasured my lunch break. Also, in order to pick him up at the right time I would have to wait till the last quarter of my shift for lunch (which meant standing without a break or food for 6 hours) So, I was very sad to spend my whole break driving and having to wait so long. I agreed without complaint (I think...).

I showed up at our apartment at the designated time and he wasn't there. I waited for a 1/2 an hour. I assumed he would take the bus to our apartment because it just didn't make sence (in my head ) for me to drive all the way into the city and cut it so close on time. For some reason, we couldn't get ahold of each other. After a half an hour I finally got ahold of him and we were both frustrated with the other. He thought I was picking him up at work. I told him I didn't have time to come get him anymore and proceeded to drive back to work.

I had only gotten about 2 blocks away when I started to feel bad that he would have to take the bus home after a long day at work. If he would have taken it earlier he could have gotten home in about 20 mins... but the later busses (he would now have to take) take about 45 mins to get home. I decided to go get him. I didn't have my cell so, I had to stop at a local store and convinced them to let me use their phone. I called to tell him I would be there in 15 min and not to get on the bus. He said, "OK." and hung up.

I was pretty mad because I thought I deserved more appreciation than "OK...click". I still hadn't eaten and I was now going to have to deal with my boss being mad at me for being late. I steamed all the way there and all the way back with him in the car. He was also upset with me because he didn't understand why I thought I was suppose to pick him up at home and was now going to miss his appointment. I was upset with him for his lack of communication, appreciation and making me waste my entire lunch break. He never said "Thanks."

When he dropped me back at work I said, very sarcastically and angerily, "Thanks for picking me up, Brianne!" I shut the car door and stalked off. (maybe stalked is an incorrect description....more like waddled with anger...)

As I finished up the last 2 hours of my shift, I started to feel bad for getting so upset and not looking at it from his perspective. I went and bought a box of ovation chocolate mint sticks that he loves.
He came to pick me up when my shift was over. We were silent for the first bit of the car ride. I then handed him my peace offering and said I was sorry. He laughed said he was sorry too and handed me some sour patch kids (my favorite candy). haha....Great minds think alike.

He went a bit further. When I got home I found the following throughout the night.....
-my favorite ice cream...at the time
-orange juice (the expensive kind we never buy but I alway want)
-My favorite cereal, Captain Crunch
- some kind of chocolate
- flowers
- and a couple more things I can't remember....

It was so cute. He definitely went above and beyond to apologize. Needless to say......He was forgiven and so was I. Thoughtfulness is one of the many things I love about him. What a lucky girl I am.