You want to do what?!!!

A few years ago my husband came home from church one evening and told me he felt he was being called to become a pastor. My first response was to laugh. The idea was so off the wall. After I stopped laughing I told him there was no way I was ever going to be a pastor's wife. I am a black belt in kajukenpo karate. I have 7 dogs. I have two pet boa constrictors. I drive a fast car. No way was I ever going to be one of those quiet ladies with the longish flowered dresses who decorated a basket to use as a "too cute" purse. No, no, no. no pastor's wife for me. But he persisted. He began looking into the process and I argued against it all the way. It wasn't that I think it's a good idea to fight against God, but really, my husband a pastor and me a pastor'e wife????? In my experience there is really no job worse than a PW (pastor's wife). If you don't do enough work the church ladies complain you are snooty or lazy and if you do too much work they say "who does she think she is". You can't win, but Ron was determined and things began to move forward despite my protests. Then the horror really began. He came home and told me he was going to be interviewed by a church and I was to come along for the interview. Nooooooooooooo!