This is how the actual text went:
Hubby: Looks like it is going to me nice tomorrow, a few of us are thinking about going golfing.
Me: Sounds fun, glad you can get out so early this year.
Conversation in my head:
Golfing? 4 hours of golf, 20 minutes there, 20 minutes home, at least an hour for beers afterwards. ALMOST 6 HOURS!!! I haven’t been alone in the house since golf ended in October (thank god for the extra nice weather then). I was planning to go workout at 7:15 and then to my parents. I should be home by 10:30! Crap, I need to go grocery shopping. If I do that after my parents then I won’t be home until 12:30 and then still have to finish laundry, put away the groceries, etc. I won’t really get to enjoy my time alone. Bummer! Wait! I could go shopping tonight! Remember when you went a few weeks away in the evening and there was barely anyone there and it was so much faster and easier? That is what I will do.
This is how I ended up grocery shopping at 8PM on a Friday night just so I could have the house to myself for a few glorious hours!!!!