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But an hour later, Marcy had not only agreed to have the cookout at her home, but to every single request we had.
“I am most excited to find out what cornhole is. I’ve never heard of such a game,” Marcy said.
“It’s lots of fun without ruining the lawn,” Shanda said.
“Or throwing out your back like in horseshoes,” Reanna added.
“I suggest we play girls against guys and show them our skills,” Anne said.
“Maybe I’ll watch,” Marcy said.
“Heck no. We need every woman we can get,” Shanda said. “Okay, everyone. We’ll see you Sunday.”
“Can’t wait,” Reanna said.
“Me either. Thanks for suggesting this, Lindsay,” Anne said.
And just like that, I was thrown under the bus. If the cookout was a flop, it would be all my fault. One by one, they each got off the call and I was left sitting there with Shanda.
“What’s that look for?” she asked.
“I’m thinking about how I am going to explain all this to Phillip.” I had been angry with him about making decisions for me, and here I was, doing the exact same thing.
“He loves you. I’m sure whatever you say, he’d agree.”
That was possible. It just wasn’t what I wanted for us. I think Phillip and I should set some ground rules for going forward. Like no making plans for each other without discussing it first.
It was such a shift, having to think about someone else’s feelings and hopes when making any kind of decision. But I was more than willing to make that change. I hoped he was, too.
“You’re right. Everything is going to be great. Now do we want to try making that vase one last time before I return to Boston?” I asked.
“Sure,” she said with a laugh. “Or maybe just another candy dish.”
