Today was a good day. Pretty day; sunny and hot. My sweet husband gave me yellow roses for our anniversary. We decided to try out a new mexican restaurant and waited until around 2 p.m. to let the lunch crowd die out. Food was delicious and we were stuffed. When our waitress took the money for the tab to the cashier, she brought back way too much change... the bill was around $80 (food, margaritas, one dessert) and my husband gave her a $100 bill. I think the cashier got confused and returned over $80 to us as change. My husband told the young waitress that she had given us too much money and tried to explain. She tried to figure out how much change we should have and finally he ended up telling her to just keep it (since he was going to tip her 20% anyway.) On our way home we wondered if she understood what had happened or if she just pocketed all the money. No skin off our noses either way. I always wonder how people get through life not knowing how to count change.
I'm glad you had a nice anniversary. Mexican is always a good choice, especially in Tejas. I had a similar "making change" issue many years ago when getting gas at the start of vacation. I got $19 worth of gas, gave the guy a twenty, and he gave me $19 back. I tried to explain the mistake and he got nasty with me...so I started my vacation with a $1 tank of gas.
Thanks, y'all. I'm just happy that my husband and I have had a pretty good life together, all things considered!! (He needs hazard pay and a medal for putting up with me, tho. ) @John Brunner -- it's just sad how they get that deer-in-the-headlights look and nearly panic when someone is trying to explain the math. And don't ever try to give them coins so that you can get back dollar bills... OMG. It wasn't even the waitress's fault since she took the money to the cashier and brought back the change. There was even a printed receipt for Pete's sake.
I've had them give me back the coinage, saying "You gave me too much," then process the folding money and give me back even more coinage.
It's been a quiet Father's Day. We just ate and the better half is in his happy place... stretched out on the sofa in the den. Earlier I piddled around in the yard and re-arranged potted plants, doing a little trimming. Then I suited up and dragged out my pool float. Armed with my insulated mug of ice water and my Kindle, I floated around for about 45 minutes till I thought I might be turning pink. I got my week's worth of vitamin D. We really need to have new flooring in the house. Most of the downstairs is wood flooring over the concrete slab, original to the house (built in 1994!) It has been a good floor for all the years, kids, dogs, etc.... but last week the sink in the half bath developed a water supply leak that we didn't notice for a day or so. Water seeped between the wood floor and the concrete, causing the wood to swell and get kind of crinkly on top in the hallway. I have wanted new flooring for a while but I know that will be so much work and inconvenience. Having new flooring installed is like moving... everything has to be removed from the rooms and then put back. UGH. I used to wonder why my parents and grandparents didn't do a lot of "home improvements" when they got older and now I know why.
Woke up to the phone ringing before 5 a.m. When I saw my sister's number on the caller ID I was filled with dread. No one calls at that time of day just to chat. My precious brother-in-law died sometime in the night; she found him on the floor next to the bed when she got up this morning. He has had health issues for a while so it wasn't totally unexpected, but still a shock. I dreaded calling my youngest son because he was very close to his uncle, and that phone call was very difficult. He was devastated to hear the news. We are all in shock and this will be a difficult week. We were planning to travel to GA next week so those plans will be scrapped; we'll be leaving on Tuesday instead. Not sure when the funeral will be held but I need to get to my sister. They had been together since she was 16 years old, over 60 years... and she will be lost without him. I'm so glad that she has her daughter close by to help her through this time. Another vivid reminder that things we take for granted don't stay the same forever.
Sorry about your brother-in-law, Beth. Life sure can change on a dime. Wishing you and your family safe travels to your sister's.
I am so sorry to read about losing your brother-in-law, @Beth Gallagher , and I am sure that your sister will be so glad to have you go there to be with her right now. Even if it was sort of expected, losing someone is still devastating. Prayers for you, your sister, and your whole family….