Day 2 of The YES Experiment
Today I said YES to my wife when she suggested I nip into the Cricklewood where she was meeting her friend Blondie. Normally I would say no to this on the basis that I do not want to gatecrash girly chats. I have no wish to enter into their discussions on the finer points of crochet, and the relative merits of attachments such as "wings" and "skirts" which seem to be all the rage in sanitary products these days, if the adverts on telly are anything to go by.
My wife gave me a look that said something like: "Why are you coming? You are an excuse for a husband. Other men stay at home and do manly things like DIY, and wiring plugs, whereas you are spending Sunday afternoon having a latte. I lost out in the lottery of marriage didn't I?".
That was what the look said, but what she actually said was: "OK. Great. See you at 2."
So I went - I only stayed for half an hour, but today's yes has led to a great result. Blondie has just moved to Edinburgh and has a spare room in her flat. Thus, I have found somewhere to crash at the night before our Fringe gig at the Underbelly. The set up is at 5.30 am.
I have saved £50 in hotel bills through the power of YES today.
Nightcap
15 years ago
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