How should I feel. Whichever side gets the most votes by 10:30 EST, I shall feel that way for the rest of the weekend.
My son, Skirm, was scheduled for a Webeloes scouting trip tonight through Sun. morning. My wife and I knew about this trip months in advance and I whole-heartedly volunteered to take him camping. Since he’s 10, it’ll be only a few more years that he actually wants to spend time with me rather than be with his friends so I was looking forward to it.
Last week, I was told by the boss that I’d have to work Saturday and Sunday this weekend. Heartbroken, I asked my wife what I should do. The beautiful Mrs. ChiefScott boldly said she’d take him instead of myself.
Now, as it turns out, the temperature will be dropping to 34 degrees in the Jersey Pine Barrens where they’ll be camping. Mrs. ChiefScott is a slight woman, loses heat rapidly and despises weather where the temp is below 70. Stoicly, she didn’t back out.
“You have to work and someone has to take Skirm,” she stoicly said as I prepared for work today.
Before she left to pick up my son from school, I helped her pack her car, gave her a peck on the cheek, and told her to stay warm.
I get to work. My boss tells me I’ll not be needed this weekend and to enjoy this “found time.”
So, you tell me. Do I feel guilty or not?
(BTW, she left the cellphone home and I have no way of joining them. I know she’ll be freezing her ass off while I finally get the whole comforter, too!)