If You Need To Reach Me, Don’t.
I’m going out with my friends tonight and we’re checking out the new seafood restaurant. Of course, it’s only new to me because I’ve never been there. But it’s been in business for 8 months and you’ve been 5 times. You seem to love it so I think I’ll order bacon-wrapped scallops.
Don’t wait up, but don’t sleep through Jake’s 2am feeding either. Set your alarm if you need to, because I assure you, I won’t be back in time.
If in the morning, you’re ready to prepare breakfast, make lunch and get Jeff to school all before 7am, think about what flowers you want to order me and what needs to be in the apology letter.
You can hand-deliver it on your way to work. I’ll be at my mothers.