I had just finished my project, sent it to my publisher, took a deep breath and said out loud, “I’m glad that’s done. Now I can rest for a while.”
I must have said it aloud for someone in the house heard it. I need to explain that with the Gracious Mistress of the Parsonage, it does not matter if you say it aloud, mumble it under your breath or just think it, she hears it.
I do not know how she does it and she will not give me her secret.
“So,” my wife said rather suspiciously, “ready to go on our vacation?”
I stuttered a little bit and said, “A what?”