Sean and I were meeting a friend for lunch in San Luis Obispo. As usual, he was all ready to go while I had changed my mind and was putting on a different blouse at the last minute.
“Are we just going to lunch, or did you plan on doing other stuff while we’re out?” he called down the stairs.
“No,” I hollered from the closet. “We’re just going to lunch.”
“I don’t believe you,” he said. “I’m bringing a book, just in case.”
Which just goes to show what twenty years in a relationship with me has taught him.