Uh, oh. I may have stepped in it big time, y’all.
David told me this morning that he’d been thinking about Lauren’s and my talk that turned into a deal when she was over last Monday. “You do realize you’ve cost us something like $80 a month, don’t you?”
“No way,” I said.
He said, “Well, Monday night you told Lauren that we’d reimburse her for that subscription service if she’d put it on her credit card. You told her we’d watch her dog for free twice a week. At $10 a day, which is what we’ve been charging her, times two days a week, times four weeks per month, that’s around $80 a month. It’s a helluva deal for her since the subscription was only $8.00 a month.”
“I didn’t say twice a week. I said twice a month. Didn’t I?”
“No, I don’t think so,” he grimaced.
“Are you sure?” I asked.
“Yep, pretty sure.”
So crap. I’m going to have to make sure that Lauren and I are on the same page with our “deal,” and pray that I made a deal with our understanding and forgiving daughter, and not with a soul-stealing devil. Surely Lauren understood that I meant twice a month, which still works in her favor. Ugh. No wonder she jumped at the offer.
Y’all wish me luck on this. Any advice on how to handle this upcoming awkward talk would be much appreciated.