Still Surprised

That mysterious human I married nearly 30 years ago came home not long ago, and told me that he had discussed our upcoming trip with someone who knows Gettyburg well, and that he now has the name of a hotel to stay at, and a list of things to do there. As if this wasn't shocking enough, he also told me that he has back-up plans in case it turns out to be a rainy week (since walking around the battlefield in the rain doesn't sound too appealing): if we cancel the trip due to weather, we will instead take day trips and see every museum in New York City we ever thought of seeing. If we want, we can even take a day and go to the Franklin Institute in Philadelphia.

WHO THE HELL IS THIS GUY, ANYWAY?

He's starting to scare me. Not that he wasn't kind of like this 30 years ago -- you know, I didn't knowingly marry Mr. Peculiar who never wanted to go anywhere or have social interaction; he developed that way over time -- but I've kind of gotten used to living with the person he became. I'm too old to change, but he's just shifting into third gear. Oy.

And this one may even be the topper: Next Wednesday, July 4, R is taking a trip out of state to visit friends, and has an 8.30 am flight that I was going to take her to. So I mentioned this to the Hubs after his excited presentation about the trip, and he said that he would take her! CAN YOU BELIEVE THIS? He didn't even drive them anywhere when they were teenagers and needed to be dropped off or picked up constantly. (Oh, he always offered. I'd be standing with my coat on and snow boots and keys dangling from my hand and I'd tell him I was going and he'd say "Do you want me to go?" and he'd be lying on the couch in shorts and a t-shirt. Uh, no. I'd like to get it done while the kids are still young, thanks very much.)

A quiet day today. So far, my vacation is being spent in K's company, since she has another week off before she starts her next class. That's a little strange, although she's pleasant company, as always.

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