Wife has been assigned to decorate for the father/daughter dance in her school, coming up this week on Thursday evening. Her Supervisor saw someone post images of a similar party at their school, and he thought it would be a good idea. He pitched it to Wife who was telling me about it Valentine's weekend. She did not want the responsibility and hassle of a dance, considering that she has 14 real programs she is in charge of and trying to get through TEA evaluations.
Once she is tasked with something though, she does the best she can. We got up around noon, ate breakfast tacos and went into the guest room where we watched TV and napped for a couple hours. At around 4pm, she finally panicked and got me going to go shower and get ready to leave the house. I didn't want to really go anywhere, but we started at the Dollar Store where I dropped her off and I left to go gas up my truck. I came back, hoping she would be done, but no, she said I could wait in the truck or get off and go inside. I figured I only see her one full day a week, so I should try harder and be next to her, not stay in the truck because of a little drizzle. She bought a couple of things to decorate the tables and a couple of Pepsis for us to drink.
The weather was quite shitty for a Saturday afternoon, but we made the most of it. It wasn't really raining, it was just wet and drizzly, normally, I love to lay in bed and let the day do what it wants when it is like this. Alas, there we were, across town, in a Party City wasting the day away, buying decorations for a party she is not wanting to be a part of.
The funniest part of all this was Wife was trying to get ideas and input from various coworkers and the superintendent, who has been at the casino since Thursday. He texted back that it was quite distracting to be getting pictures of pink decorations. It was his idea, but because he was doing his favorite thing, gambling, he would rather not be getting texts right now.
Between the two stores, Wife spent over $100 in decorations. They are just the tip of the iceberg. Between now and Thursday, the ladies in the administration building must come up with music (some teacher or aid is a part time DJ, so he may volunteer), food (superintendent was thinking all the teachers could donate something, like a cake, case of sodas, etc, but he hasn't told them yet), they are selling tickets and Wife said none had been sold yet, so the whole thing may be a moot point. Super keeps asking Wife "you had big house parties, you can handle this." She's told him a couple times that yes we did, but we would end up spending anywhere from $600-$1200, depending on what we were doing with the food. He doesn't seem to get this through his head.
I told Wife whether the dance works or not, the next day is Friday and we start our Spring Break week together. Although, I can envision the dance a success and then Wife will be doing it again the week after Spring Break for the mother/son dance. Wife even heard there is a party for the teachers at the end of the school year. This is your reward for doing good work, you get to do more work than other people.
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