On the way home from church this morning, my husband asked what I wanted to do this afternoon.
Thoughts of a pedicure and a leisurely stroll through Target crossed my mind but I knew that wasn't what he meant.
My husband wanted to go to the pool.
My son wanted to play mini-golf.
I didn't want to do either of those things. I take the kids to the pool every day of the week and after a while, it gets old. And it was 93 degrees this afternoon so playing mini-golf wasn't high on my list either.
So we compromised. We played mini-golf AND we went to the pool.
But to be fair to my husband, he did offer to take the kids to do both of those things and said I could do whatever I wanted to do - by myself.
But as much as I would like a pedicure and a leisurely stroll (alone) through Target, I also like to do things with my family.
So, I pasted a smile on my face and headed to the golf course. And it was worth it.
Peter got a hole-in-one and his excitement was priceless.
And I was able to finish my book club book at the pool. And for me that's priceless. Because that means on Tuesday night -book club night - I get a night off.
It's all good.