Confession

I am not a big fan of making plans, because often on the day they’re to occur, I’m not in the mood to follow through. So oh, how I love when the other person cancels/postpones when I had been considering doing the same. This allows me to be graciously saint-like in my acceptance of that person’s apologies and to respond with all the calm patience and benevolence of a wimple-adorned, crepe-sole-shoed nun enjoying a cup of Lipton’s tea and a modest sandwich as she peers down at the church newsletter through reading glasses worn on a chain around her neck.