I’m a bad husband.
On some days… Fridays… long days… at around 5, I turn on the ol’ Instant Messenger.
Not to talk to anyone, mind you. I do it… gosh, it’s embarrassing to say why.
I do it… to see when Working Mom leaves work.
I wonder if she notices my tiny electronic cry for help.
And… (logout chime)… she’s on her way!
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ROFL. I do the same thing.
We’re close. We have iChat going from the basement to the 1st floor office.
Better than shouting from room to room, I guess!
Dd.