A few weeks after our previous Indiana trip, I was having lunch with a friend when Mr. Baseball Fan called.
“Hey, babe, what’s up?”
“Do you want to go to South Bend for a game Sunday?”
(thinking) . . . Seriously? Another one? Already? In four days?
“Uh, do you need an answer NOW?”
This time it was his turn to pause. I could tell that he really would have liked an answer rightthissecond, but he also wanted the answer to be “yes.” Mr. BF is very aware that when I’m pushed for snap decisions, the chances of me saying “yes” diminish drastically.
“No, I can wait, but can you let me know SOON?”
Uh-huh.