Joyful married interaction

Philippa and I sat talking on the sofa this evening….
I said “what time are we eating tomorrow?”
She said “I don’t know. As soon as I get in, I guess.”
I said “Haven’t you booked us a table then?”
She said “Booked us a table where?”
I said “At the Italian restaurant.”
She said “That’s on Friday you idiot. I didn’t see the point of going on a worknight so I booked it for the weekend.”
I said “Oh, right. I thought it was on my actual birthday.”
She said “That’s because you NEVER LISTEN. I clearly told you we were going on Friday and you said that was fine.”
She did go on to say some other stuff after that, but I’d stopped listening by then to be honest.

RC 19-1-16