Earlier this semester, the superintendent's secretary sent out an email about Astros tickets for teacher appreciation week.
It sounded like a good idea. I'd never been to a professional sports game and I knew Steven would love to go so I ordered 2 tickets.
The game was tonight.
I'm at home and Steven is at the game.
It's been a long, tough week and I decided on Wednesday that if I had to drive to Conroe to meet Steven, ride to Houston, sit at a baseball game that started at 7:05, ride back to Conroe, drive home at who knows what hour and then get up at 9:00 for Bailey's soccer game, I'd commit hari kari.
Since I lots of living left to do, I chose not to go. I told Steven to find someone to go with him or give the tickets away, I didn't care.
He asked Chris but he wasn't going to be in town so he invited his nephew Jimmy.
Tuesday is Jimmy's birthday so that was perfect timing.
Jimmy is having a tough time right now with 2 young daughters and a wife that suffers from agoraphobia so I hope this gave him a few hours away from his troubles.
Like I said, it sounded like a good idea at the time...