Off With You Too

By Chris

Long ago, I planned to take today off. Marked it on my calendar and everything. Two conference calls made it onto the agenda too, but I could handle those from home . . . while I'm off . . . even delegate one of them out, I thought. I could watch the kids set off in the morning. Spend some kidless time with Teresa. Watch them come home. Sounded lovely. Well . . . I'm in my office now. Teresa insisted. Seems back to school bliss would not be so happy with me hanging around. I realize, and accept, that at some level I am just the oldest kid when it comes to Teresa. She may have a point. I make more messes than I clean up. I do bore easily and require entertainment. Turns out, her excitement about summer ending was getting the kids out for a while AND me. Simultaneously. A hat trick plus one, I guess. And, for some reason, my body was still telling itself that today was an off day . . . because I'm still sleepy at the lunch hour. I've tried to call Teresa, but the caller id is obviously working and she ain't biting. I could just show up at home, but that would probably not be good. Oh wel . . . she's probably out and about somewhere, in an undisclosed location. I'm betting she went to see Kai off to afternoon kindergarten, even though she said she wasn't.