Friday the 13th in Two Thousand & Fourteen

So today was a rare day. Actually, I really don’t know what to call it. It was perfect and chaotic. I feel like if I don’t write it all down now, at 2am, I’ll go to sleep and forget. So here goes.
While Shane was at work, I cleaned the whole house. Like everything, dishes, swept, mopped, dusted, laundry, and the day passed rather quickly and before I knew it Shane was already off work, and we were spending our quality time together. Around 7 after some channel flipping of the tv, we decided to make a fast food run. It’s almost like he purposely picks the right exact time to leave, when it’s still light out, but the sun is setting making the sky light up purple and pink and it was like the radio knew that it had been a perfect afternoon, because they were playing every perfect country love song that I love to hear on the radio. He’s not in a hurry, and with his hand on mine he takes a different back road, and say’s something like “a little bit longer, but a lot more scenic” and I smile, and turn up the radio.
We make it home with our food, and his dad and my cousin are at our house with his brother. His dad, my soon to be father in law, and crazy cousin who has been more like an annoying little brother, are telling their crazy bad luck Friday the 13th story. His dad’s boat sank, in the river, motor and all. So they are both carrying on with their story, finding the humor in it somehow, all the while me and Shane are eating our fast food. I finish my food and I’m standing up laughing at my cousin telling the boat sinking story with Shane’s dad. Suddenly there’s a knock on the door, and I thought it was Shane’s mom but then we all heard “It’s Brittany” so I quickly opened the door and she doesn’t acknowledge anyone, she just looks at me, grabs my hand, and says “come back here” and takes me to the bathroom. As soon as I shut the door, she starts crying and tells me she was fired today, and that her husband is moving to California next week, and she is going to have to move back in with her mom. She talked and cried for a good 45 minutes. After we came out of the bathroom her mood had lifted a little bit, and she was able to laugh some. By then it was just me, Shane, and her, but we were both paying attention to her and everything she said, and I know she started to feel a bit better. I am glad Brittany came here, that she was able to come here and talk to me for as long as she wanted. I told her “Hey we’re adults now, if we want to have a slumber party now, we don’t have to ask anybody, this could be really fun living so close again” and with certain things that I am hoping for this summer, I could really get use to having her close by. My life is really just now beginning, and I am so excited to see where it goes.