Chillin Ain’t What I Thought It Was (standard:humor, 902 words)
Author: Godspenman	Added: Oct 04 2020	Views/Reads: 1255/924	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
I still haven't figured out what a chillin day is, but I have learned, if I want what she wants, that makes it all the more wonderful.

Last week the Gracious Mistress of the Parsonage came up with a
brilliant idea. At least, at the time, it seemed brilliant. 

“Why don't we,” she began, “take Monday off and just chill?” 

Since it's been a long time since I did any chillin, I had to ask her,
"What do we chill about?" 

She looked at me with one of those looks and said, “Oh, silly boy. Don't
you know what it means to just chill for a day?” 

It's been so long since I did any of that I'm not sure if I remember
what the rules are for chilling for a day. I can't remember the last 
time we did that. I'm sure being sick in bed does not qualify. 

“Don't you worry about a thing,” she said with a huge smile on her face,
“I'll take care of everything.” 

That's what got me to worry. When the Gracious Mistress of the Parsonage
is in charge of planning, nothing is off the table. 

I queried her throughout the week about what she had in mind for Monday,
and she would smile and say, "Don't you worry about a thing." That's 
all she would tell me, which led me to worry about everything. 

Whenever anybody, especially my wife, tells me not to worry, it is a red
flag to begin worrying as best I can. If anybody can worry with 
dignity, it is Yours Truly. 

I began worrying when I was very young. My parents would tell me, don't
worry about anything, "We'll take care of everything, and you don't 
have to worry about anything." 

Every time that happened, nothing really good came out of it, especially
for me. My parents always planned around what they liked without any 
regard to what I liked. According to them, I was to like what they 
liked and appreciate what they were doing. 

To an extent, I appreciated that, but to another extent, it made me
worry quite a bit. After years of practicing my worrying, I think I 
have it down to a science. 

So, when my wife says I'm not to worry and she'll take care of things, I
then begin to worry like I haven't worried for a long time. I feared 
for the dawn of the coming Monday. 

As we went to bed Sunday night, my wife said, "Are you as excited about
our chillin day tomorrow as I am?" 

Not knowing exactly what she had planned, I wasn't as excited as she
was. 

We had a light breakfast and chattered a little while watching the news
on TV. 

"There's a new restaurant in our area. Let's go there for lunch." 

That was okay with me, then she said, "We should leave a little before
lunch, I need to stop to pick up something." 

I really wasn't listening to what she said because I was trying to
figure out what this chillin would be like today. 

“And then,” she continued, “I need to go over to Lowe's and pick up some
material for the room we're remodeling. 

Of course, that room we are remodeling is my home office. How could I
say no to that? 

Finally, we did get to the new restaurant and had a wonderful lunch.
After lunch, we headed over to Lowe's and picked up the material she 
had ordered. 

I still was trying to figure out what we were going to be doing to chill
out today. While I was thinking about it, she suddenly said, "Look, 


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