This afternoon I left work about two hours early. My plan was to sneak out to the blueberry patch and pick for a couple of hours so I could stock up for the winter. I changed my clothes, grabbed my checkbook and a hat, wrote Ben a note telling him I may be back late for dinner sogo ahead and eat without me and started to walk out the door.
Brrrrinnnnnnnnngggggg.
Telephone.
Sam's school.
Sam has a fever, come pick him up!
Amazing timing, if feels as though he MUST have known I was going to do something without him and how DARE I do that?
I know it's not intentional but why does it feel as though it is?
To make it worse, just today I'd emailed a friend of mine saying I couldn't remember having to keep Sam home this winter because of fever. Perhaps that's what set off the sensor, not me having a different plan.
We're going to be flying out to Wisconsin on Saturday and he'll probably be happy as a clam by then and I'll probably be the one who is sick.
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