My husband, Jon, is hosting a work party here on Friday night. This past weekend, I asked him a number of times what I could do to help him with this party. I don’t like waiting until the last minute to get things done. It stresses me out and makes me anxious. And I’m not fun to be around when I get stressed. Plus, I want to have fun at this party, and if we get things done ahead of time, we can ALL have fun.

If you’ve ever hosted a party before, you know what I mean. It’s not like he can just go buy a ton of meat Friday afternoon and be done with it. Although, sadly, I’m starting to think he’d be happy if everyone just ate directly from our grill.

But my husband doesn’t listen to me.

When I ask him about his plans for the menu, or any details regarding this party, he simply dismisses it and says, “I’ve got this.”

I have to admit, I don’t like this answer. I don’t really see how he’s “got this.”

“Are you sure?” I keep asking him.

“Yes. You don’t need to worry about it,” He tells me.

Well guess what? I am worrying about it. Because I’m trying to avoid the Thursday night conversation that I can almost promise you we’re going to have. THAT I REALLY WANT TO BE WRONG ABOUT.

It will go something like this, and take place around 8:00 PM Thursday night.

Jon: “Do you think you can make, pick up, or get (insert whatever type of menu he’s planning, which will include a ridiculous amount to meat.) At this moment, he doesn’t have a clue what that will be, and isn’t really interested in trying to figure it out.

Me: “I told you I didn’t want to wait until the last minute, and you said you would take care of it.”

Jon: “You’re right, honey.” This will be said in an annoying tone, “I’m sorry. I should have listened to you.”

Me: “Yes, You should have.”

This will go on for about twenty minutes. I’ll be annoyed, and he’ll then tell me how he’s ridiculously busy at work on Friday, and can’t possibly get it done. He will tell me he needs me to do this for him.

And I will do it. Because I’m nice, and he really is busy. And I truly appreciate how hard he works for our family. Plus, these people are coming to my house for dinner and expect to be fed. The nerve of them.

But, it could have been avoided.

Should have been avoided.

If we had just discussed it last weekend.

And, I can almost promise this exact situation will happen again.

Find meaning each day,

Dara