|Last Thursday, the Missus had a do in the evening. It had been originally scheduled for Wednesday, but for one reason or another it had to be moved to the day after. This meant that I would have to take Nela to her ceramic class in Roztoky.
I’d lie if I said I was jumping with anticipation—the thing that bugged me, really, was the trip, which includes switching buses in Velké Přílepy, meaning that we wouldn’t be home until almost 8. But I didn’t complain, I want my wife to go out and have fun on her own, she needs it.
Nela had stayed home that day; she hadn’t been feeling well the day before, and we thought it’d be better to let her rest. She spent the hole day lying in the sofa. We even considered skipping that ceramic class, but somewhere before 3, she got her life back and was her usual self—she really loves that ceramic lesson.
Since she would be in town, my wife said she’d go early to take care of a couple of work related things, and do some shopping perhaps. She dropped us in Rozt …
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