We came back with 15 minutes to spare for lunch and heated up last night's leftover while we ate a salad. We continued our visit, then smooched and walked out of the lunchroom back to our normal routines ...
which suddenly gave me flashbacks to the old Looney Tunes cartoons in which the wolf and the sheepdog have a lovely lunch together then punch back into work so they can get back to the vital work of stealing sheep/biting bad wolves.
It made me laugh.
It's nice out, though, and I'm feeling pretty good. Tonight is Strindberg at the Donmar and Thursday will be Barcelona and visiting our old friends Jared and Julia. I'm looking forward to the next two months, even though I'll have to go house hunting awfully soon. It'll all work out, won't it?