So Sorry

“I feel sorry for all of you,” I thought to myself.  “I just hope things go as planned.” 

No one knew what I had planned.  I didn’t even really know what I had planned.  If things went well, I partially would be surprised.  I wanted my plan to work perfectly, but I knew the fact I hated planning meant I was sure I missed something. 

“What have I missed?”  I said out loud.  I quickly looked around to make sure no one had heard.  I was desperate for the grand finale to be just that.  The biggest finale anyone had ever seen.  So far, no one seemed to suspect anything. 

As the minutes ticked by, I waffled between being calm and nervous.  I noticed I was leaning more toward being nervous.  At least I was trying to accept it and admit it to myself.  My brother and father were here and I really wanted the whole night to go well.  Or at least somewhat according to plan. 

There were a couple things that could throw all my plans out of whack, but if I herded everyone in the right direction at the right time, it would be fine.  As I saw my father start to head away from the prescribed course, I quickly tried to keep him on the right course and at the right place at the right time.  He couldn’t miss the fireworks show I had been planning.  Especially not for his new girlfriend and current affair. 


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