Friday 13th Date Night

Once and maybe twice a year my wife gets Friday and Saturday off from work which means we can have a date night. For 5 weeks I was counting the days that we would go to Chili’s, Movie, Cold Stone Ice-cream and maybe get the wife liquored up before we went home and maybe I would get lucky that night.

Even though the day was Friday the 13th my work morning was calm. Had Pandora classic 70s rock going and had just settled down for a leisurely yet somewhat productive quite morning. 9:00am wife calls me at work saying she is in big trouble. I ask like how big, she tells me the collection agency is calling Ashley regarding the uncollected funds from the hospital, $200bucks which was from a drunken Ashley ER visit. So what’s the problem, it’s her problem. Yes but then she tells the collection agent she is Ashley in order to gain more insight into the problem. When she finally confesses that she is not Ashley, the agent becomes angry ant tells her that what she is doing is illegal and will be reported, then my wife hears a dial tone. Not a problem, wife is going to drain my grocery account and go pay the hundreds to pay off my daughters account. Never mind the fact I just gave my daughter hundreds to take care of the bill last month. Sigh, hopefully wife will be settled down by date night. 10min later daughter calls to say she over slept and was late opening the store. Told the angry boss that her dog had health issues and was close to death and that is why she was not at work. Ashley tells me that when her boss calls mom, mom needs to go along with her lie about the dog being sick. Wife becomes frazzled with all the lies she has to deal with but the morning is young, plenty of time to get back on the date night theme. 20 min later wife calls and says Joe base ball cleats are no good, needs baseball pants and a new bat bag because his is bag now looks old but the bus taking his team to AZ training is leaving in 90 min and would I give her the credit card. Hell, what’s another 2 hundred to the bill so long as we can have date night.. 45 min later mechanic calls about my wife’s car, coils, rotor, brakes and belt, $1,000 please. Wife is upset saying now we can’t afford to go out. I remind her that we have gift cards so I think we are still on. 3:00 with 2 more hours to date night. 3:05 wife calls to say Gunnar sprained/broke ankle in school. Not looking good for date night. Leave docs office on crutches at 5:30. Okay dinner is out but we can make 7:05 movie. 6:05 Ashley calls to say she is at her work 10 mi outside of Manhattan and she locked her keys in. Since road side service is only good with wife’s phone, someone would have to rush out there with it. I tell wife that we can do this if I go now we will only miss 30 of the movie and trailers. Wife says forget it and she is now out of the mood. Somehow my relaxing day at the office is now watching $1,628 being drained from my account and I get no date night. I went from exciting date night to another cold shower night. Sigh