“Things happen for a reason.” My husband’s words as he packed his clothes to leave this afternoon.
Oh wait…not leave leave. He’s going out of town for family reasons and I’m staying here, which is more than fine with me. But still, this is cutting his vacation in half with barely anything fun having taken place. And I had such plans for vacation time. Well, ok…I had no plans. I was going to paint the dining room, and he wasn’t going to help me do that anyway. I was going to get up early and…caught me again. I wasn’t going to get up early. I’m lucky if I’m even in bed when normal people get up early. No, I was going to sleep in like always and maybe organize some things. You know…finish putting away the Halloween decorations and take out the stuff for Christmas. I probably would have begged him to hang lights on the house. Well, I can scrap that plan…for a few days anyway.
But, like he said, things happen for a reason. If he hadn’t been on vacation, he wouldn’t have been able to leave town for his family emergency.
And when it comes to perfect timing, I have to agree. Life always seems to give me what I need, just when I need it. Like that phone call I got today. The timing couldn’t have been better, and the news was…well…life changing. But that’s a secret for another day. You’ll just have to come back to find out. We’ll call this a cliffhanger, ok?
I love a good mystery, don’t you?
Until the next time…I’ll be digging out the decorations by myself.