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Would you like to get a peek inside the mind of Kathy? Well, keep reading and you’ll see a typical “Kathy” thought process…It’s Friday night and I have to go to a middle school Christmas dance. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not complaining. It’s just that, Friday night?! I’m so tired from my work week and I’ve got all my Christmas shopping still ahead of me. But, really, I’m not complaining. I mean, I love my husband, he’s a teacher at that school and he has to chaperone the dance. He’s been working all week, too, so I know he’s tired, but he wants me to come there and be with him at the dance. I should be honored that he wants me there, right? That’s why, I am really not complaining. He’ll be hungry after school and won’t have a chance to get dinner, so it’s very important for me to pick up some food and take it to him, and spend the rest of the evening with him, even if it is 25 miles from home. I mean how could I complain about something so trivial, right? He came to hear me play in the Christmas program last weekend, twice! And he came to the church one of the rehearsal nights to eat dinner with me. He gets my side of the bed all warmed up for me every night before he wakes me up from falling asleep on the couch. But here I am, complaining about having to do this one little thing for him. Yes, that’s right, I don’t want to go to a middle school Christmas dance on a Friday night in December and I'm complaining about it!
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Oh, I just now remembered that I did post this one on December 7th, for about five minutes. And that was when my husband called me at work and told me that I shouldn't drive to his school for the dance because he was going to be busy anyway monitoring kids and wouldn't have much chance to visit with me. I was so happy that I didn't have to go to that dance!
