My plan was to go to the gym last night. But when I got home we had nothing for dinner so we had to go grocery shopping. You know how I feel about grocery shopping.
But Michael was home so he came with me and his company makes the experience tolerable. So we're in the store, adding things to the cart that we really don't need, (salsa flavored tortilla chips?) and it was getting late.
I made a reference to this as we were standing in the frozen foods aisle and suggested that I might just go to the gym in the morning.
This is where Michael started laughing.
"No you won't!"
"I will too! I'm motivated!"
[Laughing] "Who are you kidding. The alarm will go off and you will roll over and go back to sleep. I know you!"
This is where I began huffing and puffing and pouting. I almost stomped my feet. I am not above doing that in the middle of the grocery store. I was furious! Oh ye of little faith! I'll show him.
"I will go in the morning. I bet you. How much you wanna bet?"
"900 dollars."
"You're on!"
I was so mad at him. How could he doubt me? I made a commitment to myself to go to the gym at least three times a week. I was going in the morning. What was his problem? I was mad at him the whole way home, while I was putting away groceries and as I prepared dinner. I was right, he was wrong.
The end.
P.S. Anyone got 900 bucks I can borrow?
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HA HA! I totally can relate. I can get stomping mad at the boy too. Usually it's because he's right and I don't want to admit it!
How about a buck? Will that help? =)
Story of my life. Except now I know not to bet anything over "you pay for dinner next time."
It's both infuriating and totally awesome when they know you better than you know yourself.
6 am seems so much earlier at 6am than it does at 7 pm.
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