We ate creamy cake and had good strong coffee with lots of foam - a rare treat, it's been a couple of months for such a little moment of luxury, together.
We strolled through the high street, well, over here that's about 20 shops and a little plaza. But there's boutiques and fancy clothes we'll never afford, and toys we'll never buy the Wilflower, and shoes that will never take us walking. We nodded at people we vaguely knew and window shopped and took in the dusky night light silvered with a waxing moon.
And then we headed home feeling refreshed for being out of the apartment.
And when we were sitting quietly at home we thought - oh, it's November 8th and we hadn't seen a single Xmas decoration or shop sign. Not one bauble, reindeer or santa. Not one tree or flash of neon. (As well as no TV ads bombarding us with the stuff we just have to have.) Nothing to entice us into early, more frequent, and more prolific spending. It was just an ordinary November night on the high street.
I'm want to make it work here.