Sunday night started with walking to see the movie, Hector and The Search For Happiness. Who knew that Hector was going to be with us for the rest of the night and early into the morning? The movie was great and generated all kinds of conversation on our long walk home. We talked about happiness as a choice and a way of being rather then something to work towards; we talked about the delightful swirl of being able to access all of our emotions; we talked about how much freedom we felt when we dropped the need to blame and criticize.
Once home it was time for bed and then all of a sudden I realized that we had planned, early the next morning, to take our van in for new tires. This is the busy season for tires around here so we wanted to be at the store by 7:30. With the thought of an early morning swirling in our heads, Jane suggested we go and drop the van off that night since they had a key drop off service. It was after 11 but going now meant avoiding the morning rush hour and sleeping in to a decent hour. Awesome idea we both thought.
So van key in hand, we jumped in, drove close to the tire store, grabbed a Car2Go (take it, drive it, park it – if you don’t know this service check it out here), met at the store minutes later, locked up the van, filled out our details on the envelope, placed my van key in envelope and dropped the envelope through the slot into the secure vault several feet down on the floor.
With our superior plan almost complete we jumped into the Car2Go and headed home. There were almost no cars on the road by this time since it was almost midnight. The moon was high in the sky shining bright and the air crisp but pleasant. And then as we arrived home the thought crossed our minds at almost the same time “Do you have a pass key to get into our condo complex?”
Well, you can imagine the mild surprised look on both our faces when we answered, “Ummm … No.” All 4 pass keys were sitting inside our condo. This wasn’t the first time we’d gone out without the pass key and what we would usually do is wait for one of the condo residents to come home and access the underground parking, and then we’d follow them in to gain access to our condo. The problem tonight was that it was after midnight and the chances of people arriving home this late on a Sunday night was pretty remote.
But being the optimists that we are (and in the absence of a better idea), we waited for a while, chased after a hopeful looking vehicle that turned out to be delivering papers to our side of the locked doors, and then – a flash of brilliance. We had a key fob in our van that gives us access to the underground parking so we could simply drive back to the tire store, open the van and voila we’d grab the device and be on our way. We jumped back into the Car2Go, tired but energized by our solution, until I asked Jane, “You do have your van key right?” To which she replied, “Oh shit, no!” . No point bringing her keys when I had mine!
So, back we went to think this one over and continue our attempts to manifest some late night returning resident … although now it was well past midnight. Time to make the hard choice. Do we wait it out and hope or do we drive to a cheap hotel for the night and get some sleep?
By now I’m sure you see where this is heading. We jumped back into the Car2Go and headed off to what is fondly called “motel village”. We found a relatively cheap hotel, bought 2 toothbrushes and a small tube of toothpaste and scurried off to bed. By this time it was almost 1:30 in the morning. No time for cheap hotel sex, just a sweet kiss goodnight and off to dreamland we went.
The next morning we woke, brushed our teeth and headed off to see if we could get that special little device out of our van to gain access to our building. Turns out just as we arrive our new tires were on the van and we’re able to head home and only make this one trip.
Once home we had a nice hot shower and smiled to each other about our fun little adventure the night before.
So here’s the amazing part. Not once did we blame each other. Not even internally. I did notice at one point I was thinking of blaming myself and then I thought it through and decided no blame or criticism was in order. It just happened.
And so, just as we talked about on the walk home from the movie, happiness is a choice as is blame and criticism. You can choose how you react to life’s little twists and turns and whether being locked out is a big deal or you can take your partner to a cheap hotel and have a great story to tell for years to come.
I can’t wait to see what tonight might bring!