My dear husband wants me to go to Wal-Mart in Fort Scott, KS . . this morning . . after just 4 hours sleep, and yes, it’s still December and I do not go to Wal-Mart or the mall or anywhere like that this close to Christmas. My immediate response was “Who are you talking to?” You, who else? Then I said “No way, but would you get me a bag of split peas?” Then I felt bad and said I would go . . he needs a laptop that’s on sale and the Wal-Mart here doesn’t have one.
I only said I would go because (1) Vince feels bad (head cold) and (2) I can’t think of another reason . . just because I’m a nice girl and I hate saying no to him when he asks me to do something.
Why can’t I just be somewhat normal and enjoy shopping?