Sunsets gained and lost

I picked up Cindy and brought her home. She needed to get on her nebulizer and I wanted to go to choir for practice. Unfortunately, when she got on the couch at home, she smelled what she thought was gas and told me about it. So, I called Atlanta Gas Light and they told me to exit the house and wait until they sent a man to check for gas leaks, which meant we had to sit in the car with the airconditioning running, while we waited for the Atlanta Gas Light dude to show up, which he did and found nothing, so he started the water heater again and Cindy and I went back inside the house and made the decision to eat Buffalo wings for supper, which meant I headed to Buffalo's for wings and got placed in the middle of Trivia Night and wait for a large bag of wings and blue cheese sauce and assorted stuff and walked out into the parking lot and saw the most beautiful pink and gold sunset dying in the western sky and looked back over my shoulder at the people sitting on the deck at the back of the restaurant and thought it would have been nice to sit out on the deck with Cindy and sip on a cold beer, to feel the moisture beading on the outside of the bottle and watch the Western sky fade from blue to pink and gold to purple as the day died.

That would have been great but Cindy was sitting in the living room, playing card games on the computer and getting righteously indignant while watching the afternoon Fox news. So, I walked to my car across the hot asphalt of the parking lot and enjoyed the sunset alone and the airconditioning in the Toyota, as I drove back home.

Now, I am at home, stuffed from the wings and the cold beer and still wishing we had the opportunity to watch the sun die in the western sky together.