I didn't know that when is is - 30 C outside, my husband considers driving to work in an ice cube of a car as a normal feat.
I, on the other hand, do not.
I knew that since his truck was in the shop for some uber-expensive repairs (are there any other kind?) we would have to car pool for a few days.
I know I always warm up my van until I can travel to work in warm cozy comfort. He, on the other hand doesn't; he thinks nothing of hastily speeding out of the driveway at the last possible moment, scraping frost from INSIDE the windshield each morning.
We both know I prefer to drive the van, so as I gingerly held the frozen steering wheel to prevent my bare fingers from going numb, I knew I had left my gloves in my briefcase stowed beside the second row of seats behind hubby.
I didn't know however, how many impressive contortions hubby would twist himself into in an attempt to find them.
I also didn't know, until I heard the familiar "click" of his seatbelt being undone while I sped down the highway, that he would lean over the top of the passenger seat untethered until he proudly retrieved those gloves for me.
And lastly, I didn't know until I arrived at the office, that my new red Olympic mitts had been mere inches away in my purse the whole trip. Well within my reach.
It's just a good thing he never knew it either.
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