Jason picked me up from school (I usually rode the bus but he kindly gave me a ride when he could) and I glumly realized we had nothing to eat in our kitchen. And even if we did, I was in no mood to prepare it. Chiptole is conveniently close to campus so we quickly decided to make a pit stop there. But that line better be short because I have things to do, thankyouverymuch.
As we got home, a stroke of inspiration, or was it madness?, hit. Let's have a picnic! As fast as that, my mile-long to do list was out the window and we were spreading a blanket on the grass outside our apartment. It was deliciously freeing as we sat under the trees and watched the clouds pass by. I do believe it's impossible to feel stressed if you're lying in a field of grass cloud-gazing.
He loves it when I take pictures of him eating.
As all things do, our picnic came to an end and we packed up and went back inside. But work came a little easier that night thanks to a blanket, a burrito bowl, and some puffy clouds.