December 21, 2001

      Okay.  Finished the day and i'm now officially off for 5 whole days.  Five days during which the one major holiday of the year is occurring.  Am i getting rest?

      Well .. the cleaning friend/person (who the big guy doesn't mind i pay to help) is coming tomorrow.  Once we are done the cleaning... we are finishing christmas shopping.  Then it's sunday and my kids are here for their celebration.  Then it's Christmas Eve and more children.  Then Christmas day (which i think will be a bit quieter) and then boxing day which we are spending at His brother's house.  

     Then i'm due back to work.  And during all of the above i brought work home to do. 

     i think the next vacation moment should be spent in tahiti - or some such place.        

     i called Him from work - just before i was leaving to come home....

     "I thought you were getting home early today ... "

     and His voice trailed off.

     "Well sweety;" i replied, glancing at the clock that said i was already one half hour past the regulation quiting time.  "This is early."

     He didn't really say much after that, just got a lot quiet... and my guilt kicked in.  i heard His voice and missed Him so much.

     i got home as quick as possible - subject to the transit system and its whims of course.

     i finally arrived to discover that He was huddled at His computer - a broken down, decrepit thing (the computer i mean!) - having served Himself a wee drink.  And all about the house were signs of what He'd done.  

     His clothes were sorted and put away.  He'd pulled things out for dinner.  He'd baked my favourite spice bread and was researching for a paella recipe.  And all of this was after He'd put in a full day of theatre grief.

     And He layed His head down against my breast and just breathed deeply.  Taking stock.. surviving.. getting by in the day.

     i fell in love with Him all over again.

                

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