Of not getting up and going to breakfast at Izzy’s Cafe.
See, Brian will not always be here to go since he’d like to get something going up at that property. And I’m not always going to want to go by myself. And after getting up so early during the week, to go walking and make his lunch, well, sleeping in sound mighty nice.
And our favorite waitress got married last year and has been able to get off of working on Saturdays. On top of all of that, they got a new cook in the past six months and we’re getting the point where we don’t really care for the food all that much.
So, last week, we went in a little early and “our table” was taken. The girls were all apologetic, because they usually have coffee cups and water already set up for us. This was the perfect timing because we were able to tell them it wasn’t really that big of a deal and that they shouldn’t expect us every Saturday anyway, blah, blah, blah…
I slept in this morning. It was nice.