Do you have a cell phone? John is supposed to be getting into town tonight, so I really go out, but he's always late, and it's Friday night.

Because I keep waffling between being a good wifey and staying home to help him unload the car and settle in when he gets here and running off to do things far more fun than unloading a car, it might be best if I could reach you after letting my conscience wrestle with the dilemma for a few hours' more...