I like surprises, but I don’t. I like to be surprised, but if I know one is coming, the anticipation eats at me. For instance, my husband told me a few days ago that we have plans for tonight.
“Oh? What are we going to do?” I raised my right eyebrow.
“It’s a surprise,” he said, a grin on his face. “That’s all I’m telling you.”
Ugh! Until now, I blocked this day out of my mind so I didn’t drive myself insane trying to figure out what the surprise could be. However, now that the day has come, I can’t stop wondering. And that’s a problem. Once I start to wonder, I obsess, and go through every possible scenario until I figure out what he has planned. I’ve ruined many good surprises this way. Darn me!
Maybe if I blog about this subject, I can relax a bit??? We’ll see.
What about you? How do you feel about surprises?