It was a long three-hour drive to the ballfield. My neighbor did not disappoint me. After trying to determine what I would wear, she settled on a polo with the home team's logo on the chest. She also went ahead and instructed me to wear a pair of khaki cargo shorts. She did tell me underwear was a no-go on this trip also. She wore an outfit that was very hot. Her team t-shirt was super tight on her chest. She had on a baseball cap with her hair tied up through the back. The shorts were her trademark tight white ones. She looked over at me as she had her chain necklace around her neck.
"You are driving like you're going to an execution, Romeo."
I looked over.
"I hate driving to the city. One reason I was so glad when my partner suggested I keep working from home. Besides the obvious reason of course."
I punctuated the last statement with a smile in her direction. Truth was having her as a support was the real reason I liked being home so much. Luckily, trips like that one was a good way to accomplish things and have some distraction at the same time. We started to discuss things before the GPS chimed in. I started following directions to the hotel we were staying in that night. As we pulled into a parking spot, she looked out and punched me in the arm.
"I thought we agreed no expensive stuff."
"Honestly, it was one of the only places that had reservations left. They're playing a rival I think."
"It's a divisional opponent and they won't make the post-season if they lose."
