Les has been out of town for the past several days on business. Last night he called and said, "How was your evening?"
"What do you mean 'how was my evening?'" I demanded. "My evening has only just begun."
"Well, then, how is it going?" Les persisted.
"We just walked in the door from the fund-raising dinner," I began. "You know, we never finished discussing what Cassie and I learned at the high school information night. Do you want to hear about all that now?"
"Sure," Les agreed.
"Well," I continued, "after spending 30 minutes learning that almost all the specialty programs are lottery-based, and that the county now has a big agriculture program, we decided to speak directly to the instructor from the fine arts program. The school just announced a major change to the program. Students may now apply in only one content area."
"Uh huh," snuck in Les.
"Don't you remember that Cassie has only been planning for about three years now to apply to both the creative writing and the visual arts programs? Now she has to pick one. It will take a lot of conversations at Starbucks to sort out this challenge. Then, this afternoon I had to take Cassie to the allergist and then to her violin lesson. Because you aren't home, Lacey had to go along. Now, both girls have homework to do and I have lunches to pack. And, speaking of homework, Lacey brought home a note from her teacher that I had to sign because she forgot to turn in her homework. We finally found her homework mixed in with a bunch of bills."
"Uh, well, I hope you enjoy the rest of the evening. Love you guys," said Les.
I hung up and headed toward the porch to feed the stray cat. As I pushed three pair of Lacey's shoes out of the way, I wondered how I was going to get through the rest of the week.
Later, as Lacey headed up the stairs she called, "Good night, Cassie."
"Good night, " Cassie answered. "I love you, Lacey."
"I love you too," Lacey responded.
That was all it took for me to realize that my evening was just fine.
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