When we were newlyweds we put our names in for homestead land. Yes, when we were newlyweds there was still homestead land to be had in our neck of the woods. The only thing I said to dearest one was that if I saw a bear on that land the deal was off. We drove onto the land just as a bear ran across the road in front of us. Ha. Actually we took our name off the homestead draw after we figured out how much money we were going to have to spend before we saw a dime back in profit. Lucky bear.
I ran out of steam the other night before we were home. By then it was dark. Dearest one asked me if I wanted him to go get the car. Before this I have always stubbornly said no. I will hang onto him so I don't fall down sooner than say yes to a car ride home. That night I had to choose between my fear of the dark/bears/things that go 'bump' in the night and getting home. I just couldn't summon the energy to walk another step so he went and got the car.
I am pleased to report