One Thousand Words on Caprice

“I changed my mind.”

Ben glanced at Sarah over his newspaper. “Huh?”

Sarah cleared her throat and repeated herself, louder this time. “I said that I changed my mind.”

He sighed and folded the newspaper, making sure the story he had been in the middle of was on the top. He was very careful to always keep his place. He didn’t like losing track of where he was, in reading, in his day and in his life.

“What have you changed your mind about?”

“Going out tonight. I want to stay in.”

Ben nodded. “Ok, but I made reservations you know. We’ll have to call and cancel them.”

“I know.”

Ben ran is hand down the edge of the newspaper, making the crease sharp and precise. He could feel her smiling at him from across the table.

Sometimes he swore that she did things like this on purpose. Maybe she had never intended to go out on their “date night” as she insisted on calling it. She just wanted to make plans and then watch him squirm when she changed them at the last minute.

“We got a babysitter too. We’ll probably have to pay her something for cancelling the day of.”

“Yep.” Sarah took a sip of her coffee and picked up the real estate section. She looked pleased with herself, almost gloating.

Ben should have realized that their marriage was going to be like this. After all, Sarah had first refused his proposal, only changing her mind after he had spent six months getting over her and had started dating again.

And she had vacillated back and forth for three years before deciding the she did in fact want to have children. Only to sob in despair when she discovered she was pregnant.

But Ben didn’t resent her indecision on life changing issues. They were big decisions and it was right to think them through. It was the little things, like changing their plans for that night, that drove him mad.

He was sick of thinking they were going to see one movie, only to have Sarah decide on a different one halfway to the theater; of making plans with friends only to have a different couple arrive at their door because Sarah changed her mind and invited someone else instead.

He liked plans and was tired of her changing them on a whim.

“I think I’ll go anyway.” He picked up his newspaper and pretended to read.

Sarah dropped the house listing on the table. “Go where?”

“To dinner. It would be a shame to waste the reservation and I’ve wanted to try this restaurant for months.”

“Without me?”

“Well, you said you didn’t feel like going so yes, without you.”

Sarah tilted her head and studied Ben through narrowed eyes. He knew she was shocked. He’d never responded like this in their eighteen years of marriage.

“Would you really do that?”

Ben tried not to let his hands shake as he continued to look at the paper. “Yes.”

Sarah crossed her arms and sat quietly for a long moment. Ben held his breath.

“Well, I guess I’ll go then. Since the reservation is for two.”

Ben took a sip of coffee to cover his grin. Maybe change wasn’t that bad after all.

==

“I changed my mind.”

As usual Ben wasn’t listening to her. “Huh?”

She cleared her throat, trying to cover her frustration. “I said I changed my mind.”

She tapped her fingers on the table until he finally set down his newspaper and looked at her.

“What have you changed your mind about?” The unspoken “this time” hung in the air.

“Going out tonight. I want to stay in.”

Ben nodded but his eyes had already wandered back to the article he had been reading “Ok, but I made reservations you know. We’ll have to call and cancel them.”

“I know.” Who really cared if they cancelled the reservation or not? Why didn’t he ask why she wanted to stay home instead of worry about offending a maitre d?

She could see his mind working, planning the other logistics involved in cancelling their date night.

“We got a babysitter too. We’ll probably have to pay her something for cancelling the day of.”

“Yep.” She had forgotten about the babysitter. The poor girl would have showed up on their doorstep only to be sent away if it wasn’t for Ben.

Flustered, Sarah took a sip of her coffee and picked up the real estate section.

Everything Ben did was deliberate and thoughtful. He would never change their plans at the last minute for no reason.

She was the flighty one, he was the responsible one. He took care of everything.

While on paper Ben’s dependable nature made him a good husband, it made her feel like a crazy person at times, like changing her mind about what movie she wanted to see made her irrational and immature.

His overwhelming common sense was the reason that she almost hadn’t married him. She didn’t want to feel like a ditz for her entire life It had taken her six months to realize that his stability was good for her.

But sometimes he was so distracted by planning and details that he forgot to look at her. Sometimes she thought she vacillated so often just to get his attention, to get him to notice his crazy wife.

“I think I’ll go anyway.” Ben picked up his newspaper and resumed reading.

Sarah dropped the house listings on the table. “Go where?”

“To dinner. It would be a shame to waste the reservation and I’ve wanted to try this restaurant for months.”

“Without me?”

“Well, you said you didn’t feel like going so yes, without you.”

“Would you really do that?”

“Yes.”

Sarah crossed her arms. Obviously his plans were more important to him than being with his wife, but she’d be damned if he was going out without her.

“Well, I guess I’ll go then. Since the reservation is for two.”

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