Woeful tale of Kristin and her Religious Fellow

Guilt.
We all feel it and sometimes over the SILLIEST reasons. I am feeling guilty. I have been feeling guilty the past couple of weeks but I've kept suppressing it. I know this is sounding more and more dramatic and it's really not but feeling guilty has been making me think a lot about guilt and the effect it can have on our lives.

Situation

A man and woman of a particular faith have been coming over to my house regularly. They are super nice and we chit chat about the house being renovated and the kids and whatnot (you know just regular old small talk). It's actually been nice. They are the ONLY people besides our families that have seen the house from square one and have really acted genuinely thrilled about all the new stuff we've done. SOOOO (so much for the reader digest version) The last couple of visits the talk has turned to religion. They asked if they could come over and discuss a question I had. I was fine with that and I made it clear that I was asking BECAUSE it was a question I had but I was very happy with where I was at spiritually. We made an appointment BUT he had to cancel. Again I was fine and he rescheduled for the following Saturday (I think.... but a day of the week anyways). So Saturday morning came around and I'm sitting on my couch in front of the window eating my breakfast. All of a sudden I hear the door bell. I am in my underwear. Problem yes. (clearly if your reading this and paying attention you'll probably be like why were you sitting in the window in your UNDERWEAR??? well I was I had a blanket on. I have this thing about getting dressed. maybe I'm lazy but clearly it should be remedied for exactly these instances!) So I run to my bedroom and throw on some clothes. Dusty answers the door and that's when I hear the familiar voice of (INSERT Name HERE) and I can hear Dusty telling him that I'm not up yet and that this isn't a good time. SOMETIMES dusty comes across less than enthusiastic when talking to people. In fact, sometimes he sounds annoyed that he has to talk to you. It's his thing. SOOOO he had that voice. The man has not been back since. I'm fairly certain he saw me sitting in the window so I think he thinks I'm blowing him off cause I didn't have the stones to do it to his face. I really liked him and his wife. Yesterday I got a different couple of that particular religion. I feel abandoned. I feel so GUILTY that I would call him up and invite him over BUT I can't remember his name. (that teaches me for labeling people instead of learning their names). That's my woeful story. Dusty says I'm being ridiculous and that he didn't like the idea of them popping over all the time and he ESPECIALLY didn't like the idea that he would come over by HIMSELF while just I was home. Still doesn't make me feel better. I feel awful because he thinks I was deceiving him. Clearly now I'm sounding dramatic. Anyways, GUILT.


We may have just opened a can of worms with this guilt subject....