Wednesday nights are line dancing nights for me, Steve's co-worker Shannon, and her friend Jan. Last week, Steve came, along with our neighbors, and we all had a great time. This week, I also invited my friend Marcie to come along. I guess Shannon's neck has been bothering her, so she decided not to go tonight. Then Marcie had to do something for work, so she couldn't go either. I wasn't too bummed at this point, but then Steve said he didn't want to go, and our neighbors just called and said they couldn't go either. Damn! I was so looking forward to going out and dancing tonight. I won't go by myself because then I'll get asked to dance, which I'm not comfortable doing. Yes, I go to dance, but I go to line dance, not two-step.
ETA: Aww, my husband is so sweet. I asked him what he wanted for dinner, since it was obvious that I wasn't going out, and he took me out to dinner to make me feel better. It totally worked :).
ETA: Aww, my husband is so sweet. I asked him what he wanted for dinner, since it was obvious that I wasn't going out, and he took me out to dinner to make me feel better. It totally worked :).