Stranded

I went to New Jersey to visit my friend Linsey on Saturday night and misjudged how long it'd take me to get to her place. So, instead of heading home shortly after Ben got off work, I was still hanging out drinking wine and eating cheese when he called to tell me he got off work a little early.

The problem is that I left Brenda free in the apartment with the intention of returning before he got home. Since my commute back was now going to be longer than I originally anticipated, he was essentially locked out of his own apartment.

Instead of getting mad, he went to a park by the Hudson, watched the sunset and then went to a local brewery and had a few beers and a burger.

He was also, apparently, entertained by a group of people dressed up as pirates who sat next to him.

I marvel at how laid back he is about this whole mess with Brenda! I'm pretty lucky, or rather, Brenda is pretty lucky.