Before the play, my oldest called to ask if I could look at a house he was considering renting. I told
I figured, a matinee from 2 to 4 or so, then an early dinner. Back to the apartment to remove clothes, makeup, nail polish, and I'd be ready by 6.
As we sat, waiting for a waitperson to come to the table, I looked at my phone and saw that it was 4:45.
Uh-oh. Dinner until 5:30. Home by 6. Remove all, if I rush, by 6:30, get to the house by 7.... Not gonna work.
So we apologised and left sans food.
I like to stay dressed for a while once I get home, and I was looking forward to dinner out as Meg in the Priorities Of Life, kids come first. I raced home to my apartment, changed, stripped the coat of paint off my fingers, and made it to the house just a few minutes past 6, drab and hungry.
Sorry, but love is a two(2) way street, just my humble opinion and thoughts.
ReplyDeleteI guess it comes with "our" territory
I am the giving tree. :)
DeleteTo be honest, I think you could have just called him back up and say that you were running late, ask if he wanted to wait until (fill in the blank time) or reschedule.
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Christine
We discussed that; it had to be between 6 and 7.
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