"The first hints of autumn", or "How my best-laid plans get shot to hell"
Well, the morning isn't starting with any real promise today.
The oringinal plan:
I had originally planned to attend a local festival with my wife and a neighbor. We'd done this last year, had a lot of fun. We were both looking forward to doing it again this year.
The plot complication:
Then, I'd gotten a call from my SCA knight. He wanted a meeting at a tournament in northeastern Ohio, with most of us from his household--not only was this his fifth wedding anniversary, but he'd needed to discuss things regarding Pennsic. With a heavy heart, we'd had to cancel with my neighbor, and began the planning for this tournament.
Enter Wednesday, returning from work:
My knight calls me on his cell-phone, to let me know he's ill (walking pneumonia). In all likelyhood, he will not be attending the event unless his health significantly improves. I suggested that he let me know in a couple of days if he's faring well or not.
Okay...I can adapt to this.
Enter Friday, returning from my doctor's:
My knight calls again, and says "While my health is significantly improved, I really shouldn't be out camping". Okay...I understand that--my knight is over fifty, and the prime reason for going to the event was because my knight called the meeting. If he isn't going, there's no point in traveling all that way.
Okay...this weekend can be salvaged.
The point of decision:
I point out to my wife that if she still wished to contact my neighbor regarding the local festival, she needed to do it soon. That evening, she calls my neighbor--who informs her that in most places, tickets for the festival were sold out. By this time, my wife didn't feel up to wandering around the city, trying to get advance tickets.
Okay...I understand this--work has been stressful for my wife lately. We can purchase tickets at the door.
Enter Saturday morning--the bottom falls out:
As I wake up, with a mind of paying for the full price tickets, my wife decides she doesn't want to go(!).
She cites the ticket price (totaling nearly $25.00 for the both of us), the cost of food, parking issues, etc. She then suggests that she and I go to the dollar theater instead. I'm not too enthusiastic about this (besides, we've not spent any appreciable time together with my neighbor since early summer), and I find myself getting a bit annoyed.
An hour later, she complains about "not feeling so good".
This really upsets me...this is how we spent Memorial Day weekend! The last thing I want to do is to spend yet another weekend stuck in the house--especially since I suspect she'd rather not go anywhere in the first place!
The next time there's a holiday coming up, I think I will just make plans for myself...it'll be the only way I'll get out of the damned house!
Annoyed,
T-Bob
The oringinal plan:
I had originally planned to attend a local festival with my wife and a neighbor. We'd done this last year, had a lot of fun. We were both looking forward to doing it again this year.
The plot complication:
Then, I'd gotten a call from my SCA knight. He wanted a meeting at a tournament in northeastern Ohio, with most of us from his household--not only was this his fifth wedding anniversary, but he'd needed to discuss things regarding Pennsic. With a heavy heart, we'd had to cancel with my neighbor, and began the planning for this tournament.
Enter Wednesday, returning from work:
My knight calls me on his cell-phone, to let me know he's ill (walking pneumonia). In all likelyhood, he will not be attending the event unless his health significantly improves. I suggested that he let me know in a couple of days if he's faring well or not.
Okay...I can adapt to this.
Enter Friday, returning from my doctor's:
My knight calls again, and says "While my health is significantly improved, I really shouldn't be out camping". Okay...I understand that--my knight is over fifty, and the prime reason for going to the event was because my knight called the meeting. If he isn't going, there's no point in traveling all that way.
Okay...this weekend can be salvaged.
The point of decision:
I point out to my wife that if she still wished to contact my neighbor regarding the local festival, she needed to do it soon. That evening, she calls my neighbor--who informs her that in most places, tickets for the festival were sold out. By this time, my wife didn't feel up to wandering around the city, trying to get advance tickets.
Okay...I understand this--work has been stressful for my wife lately. We can purchase tickets at the door.
Enter Saturday morning--the bottom falls out:
As I wake up, with a mind of paying for the full price tickets, my wife decides she doesn't want to go(!).
She cites the ticket price (totaling nearly $25.00 for the both of us), the cost of food, parking issues, etc. She then suggests that she and I go to the dollar theater instead. I'm not too enthusiastic about this (besides, we've not spent any appreciable time together with my neighbor since early summer), and I find myself getting a bit annoyed.
An hour later, she complains about "not feeling so good".
This really upsets me...this is how we spent Memorial Day weekend! The last thing I want to do is to spend yet another weekend stuck in the house--especially since I suspect she'd rather not go anywhere in the first place!
The next time there's a holiday coming up, I think I will just make plans for myself...it'll be the only way I'll get out of the damned house!
Annoyed,
T-Bob