About 45 minutes before the end of the Evil Twin's day at work yesterday, I decided to call him and see if he could skip out early by any chance and come home.
He had some deadline things he was working on and couldn't spare taking the extra few minutes off. So, I said, "Okay, I'll see you when you get home."
I guessed he sensed something in my voice, because he asked, "Is there anything wrong?" and I said "No, I'm just tired." No big deal, ya know. I'm often tired. I work through it and keep going.
We hung up and I started doing something else. But, just a few moments later, the phone rang. I could tell by the caller ID that it was his number - so I answered.
He said, "Hey, why don't I pick up dinner on my way home so you won't have to cook. It'll be easier for you."
How sweet is that?
I had dinner planned - Carribean Jerk Chicken, which was marinating and all I needed to do was throw the pieces of chicken on foil and chuck it in the oven. I was going to go to a whole bunch of other trouble to open a can of corn and heat that up. Whew! It was obviously not a complicated meal.... but it could keep one more day.
He said he would call before he left to find out what we wanted.
I guess we're having chicken tonight. :-)
He really is a thoughtful guy and he's always looking out for me. I don't deserve him.