The birthday story...
I'm going to tell you a short but true story. After a week packed with various projects all coming together at the same time, I was tired. Sunday was my planned day of rest. I mean, yeah, it was Sunday, but it was going to be EXTRA restful for me. It was my day to come down from a slammed week. Jon and I were supposed to go out to dinner for my birthday and have a date night before Jon leaves for a work trip. That afternoon, Jon said he'd get something for the kids for dinner, and then we'd go out by themselves. I took a nap. When I came downstairs around 6:30 ready to go, I expected the kids would have food, and we would leave. What I found were three hungry kids and four people watching TV. Sigh. Basically, I'd gone upstairs and taken a nap while everyone waited for me to reappear for things to happen again. At some point, Jon realized what was going on and offered to go to the store. He had not yet realized the evening was already undone. In the end, I switched ...