My rich, older boyfriend called me one afternoon: “Hi, Princess, what are you doing the first week of March?”
“I don’t know yet,” I told him. “I’ll have to check my calendar.”
“OK, but call me back soon because I need to know.”
I knew it had to be something important because my “prince” only made advance reservations when it was for something big. I put the phone down and flipped to March 1 in my diary. It was a Friday, and I had no appointments or other commitments lined up for the following week.
Just as I was about to call him back to tell him that my schedule was clear, I realized that that was the week I had planned to catch up on stuff around the house, because my kids would be staying over at my mother-in-law’s house. My husband would be gone, too. It was the only free time I had for the next few months to get stuff organized, and to do some minor renovations at home. It turns out that I wouldn’t be free at all. I quickly dialed my boyfriend’s number to tell him the bad news: “Sorry, my prince, I’m kind of busy that week. But what’s so important that you need to know right away?”
“Do you remember saying how you always wanted to go to Hawaii? I have a week clear and I wanted to take you on the trip of a lifetime. Let me take you away for that fantasy holiday you’ve always dreamed about.”
I told him that I had too much to do and that it would be too hard to get away for a week. But he wasn’t having it, and insisted that I had to “live in the moment” and reconsider. I said I would think about it and get back to him soon.
My prince always made me think about things, and always made me feel like I wasn’t being grateful enough for everything he did for me. He just didn’t understand that I had to come up with excuses a lot of the time, and that it wasn’t as easy as packing up and taking off for a week. I realized it was going to be too hard to resist such a generous offer, so I called him back and said I’d go.
“Perfect! I will get my assistant to arrange everything and advise you accordingly,” he said. “Just check your email in a half hour and you should have everything by then.” I put the phone down and started thinking of what excuse I would use on my husband this time…