Several months ago, Mr. J and I sat down with the calendar and filled in all his summer sailing trips. Then Mr. J told me before we went to Italy that many of the trips would be cancelled. I deleted all but the four trips he told me were still on or possibly on, delighted to think of all the summertime fun we would be able to have with him home so much more often.
Since we got home last Tuesday, I have made all sorts of plans for this weekend. I requested the firm's clubhouse seats for night racing and invited two fun couples to join us. I RSVPed our attendance at the annual summer associate barbecue. I arranged with J-Mama to get together on Saturday during the day to celebrate Step-Papa's birthday. And our Supper Club friends decided to make our monthly gathering a picnic at the Willow Park Concert. What a fun weekend! Needless to say, I asked Mr. J about all of these plans as they were being made.
Then TODAY at 12:30 pm Mr. J informs me that he will be sailing in Cleveland this weekend. It seems there was some error of communication in the calendar-clearing. Double-booked. Oops!
I hate seeing my fun-filled weekend disintegrate. Not that I won't do all these things without him, but if I thought life was just as fun without him, I wouldn't have married him to start with.
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