Back to School


Wherein Our Heroine Feels Empty-Nesty.
Our Hero, who usually lights out for work at an ungodly early hour, is sitting on the couch at 8:20 this morning. No, he's not sick. He's not taking a personal day. He's neither enjoying a vacation day nor a holiday. No, today is the first day of school for our favorite straight-A student. As such, he is calibrating his Thursday schedule to go in later to work and leave later, as his class is in the evening.

Man, from now through Spring, Thursdays are not going to be fun for Our Heroine. They are not going to be fun for MacIntosh, either. The dog loves me, I love the dog, but if Toshie had to choose which of us to save from a burning building, he'd grab John and start tugging with all of his 36 pounds. That dog adores John. When John is late, he starts circling over to the front window to look for him. When John leaves the room, he follows, unless John instructs him otherwise.

*Sigh* I have learned to live with being second-best. Toshie and I will just have to learn to live with our Thursday-night blues.
Posted: Thursday - January 13, 2005 at 08:41 AM         | |

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