Dinner Party
Uhhhhg, we have been invited to a dinner party, tonight. Now normally I would be excited and happy for the adult interaction. I feel panic. I didn’t give a strait answer yes or no. I used the excuse that Angus isn’t home and would like to confirm with him before I commit. It is the polite thing to do, right? Now, I know he will be all for it, and I am the one in charge of out social calendar. And other than one of us is sick, there really is no reason I can give them not to go. The live next door. Not sure who is going yet. Probably the usual crowd of all close friends. But I still feel panic. I will have to be my usual witty, upbeat, never at a loss for words self. I don’t feel like that person lately.
TTFN
