Yesterday, in order to get some nice stuff to eat for Christmas, we drove the 130 or so miles to the nearest shop that carries a lot of English food. It took over 2 hours, fortunately the vast majority of it simply driving down the freeway, so we could visit one specific shop and get the exact things my wife and I like to have at Christmas. All those little things you like to eat that make it a special time. Even with all that driving I didn't give a damn. We got so much good stuff that it is all worth it. We will have everything we want come Christmas from food to presents. The thought of driving all that way for all that time didn't bother me at all since I knew the result what be worth it.
It is strange to consider what we do for the things we really want. Normally I don't enjoy long drives too much after having done so much driving in my life so far. This though I did without a second thought. The reward from doing it so greatly outweighed the bit of annoyance getting the physical act of going and getting the stuff took that even now I really have forgotten it as it were. Weird that really, all that driving and doing stuff but it just became something that was largely automatic and so easy for me now. I was such a nervous driver at first all those years ago, not having a car of my own and borrowing my parents whenever I wanted to drive somewhere. Now though it is something I can almost do in my sleep since I've had so much repetition of it.
Anyway, good to know that we can go through so much for what we want. Luckily though being with my wife and getting the things we want is pretty easy now. My wife is so great to be with that I consider myself lucky to be the one to do it and the slight annoyance of working is pretty bearable now I can do it in the comfort of my own home. It made all those years of hard slog, commuting, dealing with idiots and doing crap I really didn't enjoy worth it in the end.
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