Tuesday was my first day back at work. First day back after 2 days shy of 4 weeks. 24 days of which was spent with dd. Nearly every morning, for just about 2 weeks of my leave, she would hang out with me while I told you about the day before. I would drink coffee or some other caffeinated beverage. She would sleep.
Then the bama family showed up, and things were good. For another week, I would wake up as dd slept. I’d plan the day, drink coffee, say good morning to each member as they woke up and joined me, and await dd’s beckoning.
Bama family left Monday morning, and again we were 3. But alas, responsibility rears its ugly head: I had to go back to work Tuesday. I’ll be honest here: part of me was excited. I could go in when I wanted, and leave mostly when I’d like. I had a new office to set up. There were things I was looking forward to getting done. I could listen to my music at unacceptably high levels, complete with swear words and hard guitar. All that ended the second I closed the door behind me at 543 am.
I went from almost happy to fully sad in less than 5 steps (I walk fast in the mornings). But here’s the weird thing: I wasn’t sad for myself. See, I knew there were fires burning in the office, just waiting for me to put them out. I knew that, within an hour and a half, I’d be entertained. Life would be back to how it was 4 weeks ago. I knew I would be fine.
No, I was sad for c. Tuesday would be the first day that she and dd would wake up without me there to accept her overnight deliveries. The first day c would wake up without me, bright eyed and bushy tailed, ready to tell her the stories of the morning. First day without me at the house.
After a long day with a million thoughts, I raced home to my loving family. After passing Oz’s scooter and parking in the garage (backed in, outside stall), I flew inside like a child racing to the living room Christmas Morning.
“Hi hon.” *kiss* Hi (petname for me) was c’s response.
“Hi dd.” *kiss* *fart* was dd’s response.
Man its great to be home.1
- sorry for the lack of style today. I’m just feelin off [↩]