Last night MP (my husband) wanted to go visit some friends who will be moving soon, friends who have traveled with us through our time at seminary. I was upset that he had made the arrangements without talking to me about it. I had plans! I wanted to go shopping. I wanted to get my nails done. I wanted to go for a walk with him, I wanted to go out for coffee with him . . . on, and on. Living in the kingdom of me. How did I get here again? We did go visit and had a wonderful time. I will miss them greatly when they are gone!