I should have been suspicious when my husband told me one thing, but told my daughter another. Why would he tell me he was picking her up at 9:00am., but tell her he would be at her apartment at 8:00am.?
When I asked him about it, he said that he thought I wanted to leave for my parents' house as soon as possible. Well, yes, I would like to leave sooner rather than later. But while he was taking his morning run, drinking his coffee, watching television, relaxing, and enjoying his ritual Saturday night Netflix, popcorn and beer, I was making candy, doing dishes, delivering candy, shopping, wrapping presents, and writing Christmas cards. He went to bed at nine o'clock last night; I went to bed at three-thirty this morning. What I'd really like to do is sleep just a little more than four hours. : //
And then it dawned on me . . . the real reason he wanted to leave ASAP. Not so we could get to Decatur sooner and have more time to spend with my mom and dad. Not so we could be there to help my mom get ready for Christmas dinner with my brother and sister-in-law this evening. No. The real reason he wanted to skip church, hop in the car and race to Decatur was so he could watch the Bears, a loser team going nowhere in the postseason.
Merry Christmas.
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