Eric has been at work all weekend and is dealing with some stuff that he's got to get through in his own head.
I've been trying to stay out of his way, give him the space he needs while also being supportive.
Today, I was driving and saw one of those amazing visions in the sky - light, clouds, colors, etc.
I knew Eric would love it so I took a couple pics. He had asked me to text when I got home but instead, I sent a sweet "thinking of you" email and attached the breath taking scene.
I headed out for a walk with my neighbor, grabbed a bite to eat and went home to crawl into bed.
Sleepy, I looked at my email one last time.
"Amy. I'm sure you did not take those while you were driving!!!!!!"
Uh, I am certainly not sleepy anymore.
Don't you hate when that happens?! Here I am, being a good wife and sharing a special moment but NOOOOO, Mr. "be safe on the road" completely misses the magic of photography and calls me out on an inappropriate venue.
I looked back at the pictures. Ugh. I am obviously driving. There are cars in the side mirror, which is smack dab in the center of the image.
I know Eric is going to turn this into a huge deal tomorrow.
I imagine myself answering his question, "Why didn't you just pull over?" with the first thing that pops into my head.
"Because I was on the freeway and driving too fast to stop."
This is not going to go well.
Silence. That is my best option.
Silence and an apologetically pitiful expression.
It's been nice knowing you, Blog land.