I’m spending the week in Canada. I was thrilled to be invited by Travel Alberta to visit my childhood ski resorts and then tack on a trip to visit my family at the end.
I was not-so thrilled when I realized the 7:50 a.m. flight I intentionally booked on Sunday was also Daylight Savings Time. Because nothing is more fun than waking up at 4 a.m.
Last week was stressful trying to crank out several major deadlines prior to my departure and get the house in order for Jamie. Though he works from home, he works a lot and I realize what a sacrifice it is for him to juggle work and kids whenever I’m gone.
I needed a sanity break so took to the snow. I was just getting over my cold but as usual, I pushed myself beyond what I was ready for and paid for it later. I was about an hour into my walk and I plopped down on the bench, only to find this dude. He was the perfect stress relief and we started chatting.
I was exhausted and really didn’t want to walk all the way home but wanted to call Jamie to pick me up even less so I sucked it up and barely limped back to the house. Upon seeing Jamie, I divulged how I’d met the perfect man because I was able to babble like an incoherent fool and he didn’t judge me at all.
Jamie listened intently and then said, “Hmm, sounds kind of like Nick’s bench therapy on ‘New Girl.’”
That husband of mine totally gets me. Maybe he really is the perfect man after all.
I'm a Canadian-born mom of two, former Denver Post columnist, family travel writer, editor of MileHighMamas.com and 9News contributor. Expert on all things Utah, Denver, family and travel. Lover of laughter and life. Happily married to a man obsessed with growing The Great Pumpkin. 