Jeremy and I went to work together today in our car because I had to stop off at the dentist (first thing – 8 am) for my replacement mouth guard and Jeremy had to bring a cake to work. We bickered during the car ride to the dentist and to the Metro station. We bickered about the car, basically I think something is wrong with the car and Jeremy thinks that I’m a silly woman for thinking something is wrong with the car because it is running just FINE and I’m a silly, totally overly concerned woman. Anyways, the bickering devolved into where exactly the paperwork for the car servicing was to be kept (glove compartment? or filing cabinet?) which then led to a tense discussion of the overall state of the mailing and billing department of the Lee-Martin household which is better than it was a few months ago, but still in a state of disarray. Anyhow, we apologized to each other about the bickering by the time we got on the Metro and spent the ride quietly reading the free paper they give out.
After a productive day (mainly at Jeremy’s work, I, on the other hand, managed to mainly eat a bunch of twizzlers while searching fruitlessly for phosphorus-based flame retardants on Google), I was riding home on the subway when I pulled into Farragut North, Jeremy’s stop on the way home. There were a million people on the platform whizzing by as the train was slowing to a stop. When the train came to a full stop, Jeremy was standing right outside my window and I waved hello. How did he figure that one out?