
This morning.
Breakfast.
Coney Island.
My love and me, no kids, prepping to spend the day outside in (finally!!) gorgeous weather.
$101. Plus change.
Yep. Bloody fucking extra. I ordered 3 sides of bacon. An omlette with extra everything. A chef salad for lunch, again, extra everything. My love ordered 1 omlette, regular lol.
Yesterday, he tamed the jungle that is my back yard. He makes my life full. Sometimes it feels good, at 49, that I can treat us. Of course its being delivered. We are gonna chill on the couch in the living room and watch the huge TV and just enjoy.
This isn’t being being lazy. We work our asses off. This isn’t being posh. We are very down to earth and definitely not high maintenance. It’s just a joy. As ambiverts, we will sit in the house and stuff our faces and are grateful we had a little extra money to do it. We aren’t gonna feel guilty about it. We give a lot. It is okay to receive.
Later, I’m going to grill salmon and fresh corn. Life will be back to to the normal that we know. But this morning, we are gonna enjoy. And yes, it IS fucking worth it. ❤️


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