It’s basically my bed time but I’m laying here and thinking that I had a really nice day. I worked on my dissertation (I am now at 27 pages and am proud of that hard work). I did some homework. I wore a cute outfit (evidence below).
I joked that I looked like a rich wife on vacation at the Hamptons.
But all that brought the day up to “good”. It is not the thing that made today excellent. What made today excellent was that I had a mother-daughter date. My mom is the busiest person I know. This is something I admire, although deep down I think she might be a workaholic, as many immigrant parents are. Combine that with having a big family, and I basically don’t get to spend time with her one on one. I’m not saying I fault her for that. I’m saying that if she ever invites me to do something with her, I’m going to cherish it, because I don’t really get that time otherwise.
So today, she decided to come with me to a coffee shop. I brought my laptop, because I figured that we would both do work there. But we didn’t. Instead, we ordered two pies (mine was with berries, hers was with chocolate).
We split a large matcha, which she tried for the first time and declared good. And then we talked. I genuinely couldn’t tell you what we talked about. I’m sure we talked about clients. But we also talked about life and plans and interests. I forgot what time it was and then I realized it was 4 and also this coffee shop had no AC and maybe it was time to go.
But. That was what made my day excellent.
I’ve decided that when I have kids, which is a while from now, I would like to take each one on a “date” every few weeks. Because coming from a now -21-year-old, these dates mean a lot.