Yesterday was my husband's birthday. Of course, he had to return to work, and that is a bummer. He doesn't mind so much. I'm grateful that he enjoys his job so much.
On Tuesday, I had realized that although the kids had swim and workout practice last evening, Andrew and I had nothing on our calendar. I got to work and invited about 30 people to join us for a couple of drinks uptown. The college students aren't back yet, and it's awesome to be able to enjoy the establishments without the crowds. I knew it was last minute, but was cautiously optimistic that some could make it. I knew several would definitely try!
Unfortunately, as the days rolled along, more and more "sorry, can't make it" replies were received. I was feeling terrible about the fact that almost no one was coming to celebrate my husband's birthday because I couldn't plan ahead.
And then things went further south. My husband mentioned that the head baseball coach asked if they wanted to carpool to the baseball conference they were attending. What??? What conference?? My husband neglected to mention that he was attending a conference that will require him to be gone for TWO NIGHTS. I had made plans! I was livid. He swears he told me, and I pointed out that had he told me, I would've been planning to be his sub! I pointed out that he is not getting paid to coach so this isn't exactly "work related" as he was trying to claim. It wasn't pleasant.
In the end, only one couple showed up join us last evening...but it was our dear, dear friends from our former town. As Andrew and I said, if it was only going to be one couple, at least it was them! We absolutely loved getting to spend an evening with just them. They are so very dear to us, and I'm so incredibly grateful that they made the effort to be there!
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