Ryan and I didn’t have very high expectations for this evening’s buffet dinner at the hotel. The menu delivered to our room at the start of the month read “herb crusted tilapia” for tonight’s meal.
To me, fish and a buffet just do not mix.
I brought a whole wheat tortilla and some cheese to dinner to make myself a quesadilla in the microwave.
As my ‘dilla was heating up, I checked out the goods at the buffet and get this: The fish actually looked good.
Along with the tilapia, I ate my quesadilla with a side of Caesar salad and rice. I went back for seconds of the salad and rice.
This will actually be my last hotel buffet dinner. Tomorrow I am heading back to my parents’ house because my flight for Philadelphia leaves from Tampa Thursday morning.
Then, on Friday, Ryan is officially moving out of our current hotel because his company will no longer be paying for our stay here. He’ll be moving into a less expensive hotel until we move into our rental home on September 1. I will likely be staying with Sadie and my family during this time, and Ryan will stay with us on the weekends.
It’s going to be a lot of shuffling around and the separation is definitely less than ideal, but we’ll make it work and will have a real home soon. I can’t wait for Ryan, Sadie and I to begin living a normal life as a family in Ocala. I really miss making healthy meals in a real kitchen and laughing as Sadie hops off the couch every night around 9:45 p.m. and puts herself to bed… in our bed. Yes, she really does this and waits impatiently for us to join her.
If we take too long, she comes back out of the bedroom and gives us the stink eye before going back to bed.
After dinner this evening, Ryan and I were both in the mood to lay around in the hotel bed and read the books we both started last week. We read for a few hours and both ended up finishing our novels!
Talk about a heavy read. The Kite Runner was one heck of an intense and graphic book. I really enjoyed it, but it’s definitely not for the fainthearted.
Ryan actually finished reading before me and got antsy waiting for me to finish, so he started blasting YouTube videos of music from our boy The Biebs to make me hurry up.
I wonder what hotel guests thought if they walked by our room and heard “One Less Lonely Girl” blaring. Maybe they’ll think a teenage girl is clearly living in our room… or, you know, a 27-year-old man.
Sleep well tonight, friends!