Sunday I had plans. I wanted to go to the main library after church, then take a walk. Rochester was hosting a River Romance Weekend - scheduling events along the river: hikes and leaf walks and tree investigations and photography sessions of nature and regattas and all kinds of fun things. But Drew. Drew didn't want to do anything. He was in a blue funk.
I made him go to the library. He informed me that he intended to spend no more than ten minutes, and expected me to do the same. Fortunately once we got there, he ended up spending enough time for me to find the studies on the book of Samuel that I was interested in reading for my lunch Bible study and a book of poetry.
I tried to get him to check out a cookbook since he has been talking so much about learning to cook, but he wouldn't budge. There were fliers about the River Romance, and I tried to get him interested in the photography session with the city photographer. It was in a half hour, and there was no charge. But he just wouldn't do it. What is there about boys - ah, men - that makes them unwilling to try something new?
Really, I just wanted to get out in the air and enjoy one of the last few weekends of good weather. But it was not to be. We ran our errands, got our groceries which hadn't happened yesterday, and went home, him to watch movies, me to read and do dishes. He has Monday off, I don't. Lucky him. I will just have to find another walking partner. I can't wait for him forever.
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