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If You Need to Cancel, I Totally Understand
Hey there, my fabulous mom friend!
I just wanted to drop you a quick note to say how thrilled I am about our plans for tonight! Seriously, I’m buzzing with excitement to finally catch up—it feels like ages since we’ve had a good chat.
And honestly, how awesome is it to break out of the weekday routine? Who would’ve thought we’d be heading into the city on a Tuesday night? We totally rock! Plus, I’ve heard great things about the restaurant we’re hitting up, so I’m glad we snagged a reservation.
So here’s the scoop: I just wrapped up dinner and bath time for the kids, and now I’m about to jump in the shower myself. But before I did, I wanted to share a little story with you.
The other day, while I was stuck in the carpool line waiting for my kids, I turned on ’90s on 9. You know, just classic tunes like Hootie and the Blowfish—no biggie. Then bam! That Spice Girls song we used to blast back in college hit me like a freight train. You remember, right? “I’ll tell you what I want, what I really really want…” I was belting it out when suddenly, a wave of nostalgia washed over me. I thought about those wild nights dancing and having fun, and I realized that I’m still young at heart, dammit!
So, I fired off a text to you because we absolutely had to make plans. And you said yes! But now that it’s almost time, I’m feeling the weight of the winter chill creeping in, and honestly, the idea of getting dressed up after a long day is making me want to curl up in my pajamas instead.
My husband just got home, threw on some comfy sweats, and plopped down on the couch with takeout. I mean, how am I supposed to compete with that level of coziness? I’m feeling cold and a little bloated, and the thought of squeezing into anything fitted is a hard no for me right now.
Did I mention I’m cold? Anyway, I just got your message asking if we’re still on. Is this my chance to bail?
“I’m good if you are. Let me know.” I didn’t even use an exclamation point, so maybe she’ll think I’m not that excited, right?
But of course, she texts back, “I’m good. See you soon!”
Ugh, why did I even suggest this in the first place? It’s like I’m channeling Ferris Bueller’s friend Cameron, freaking out over having to go out on a Tuesday night. Can we just agree that the thought of making plans is what counts and that we don’t actually need to go through with it?
So, while I’m genuinely looking forward to seeing you tonight, can we maybe just plan for lunch next time?
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Can’t wait to see you (unless I’m in my PJs)!
Summary:
In a humorous letter to a mom friend, the author expresses excitement about their plans to meet up but also shares her desire to cancel due to feeling tired and nostalgic. The letter captures the struggles of balancing motherhood with the need for social interaction, ultimately suggesting that lunch might be a better option for their next outing. Links to relevant resources for home insemination and fertility are included for further reading.