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.