On Wednesday I tried to put the kids and myself in front of a movie from 5:30 until bedtime so I could calm down after the homework-piano-harp-dinner-clean-up-bath rush, but bedtime hit and I was still feeling fried crisp. After the kids were in bed I ran out the door without my phone (which is perpetually lost). Abe asked where I was going and I called back that I didn’t know. That scared the bajeebers out of Abe who thought I was going to jump off a cliff!
In fact I was hungry because I hadn’t had a minute to sit down and eat all day. I went to In-N-Out, Barnes and Noble, and Dairy Queen to calm down.
When I arrived back I found Abe pacing the cul-de-sac convinced I was dead. We had a long talk and afterward we all felt better.