Covert
Tomorrow, I will be out of the office. Airbag has generously invited me to get lost for a day. A very kind; “Thank you!” And fyi: Home base has been notified and I am in the clear to vacate.
So we are all up to speed. In a few weeks, I will become a dad – Good Gracious! – for the first time. May 8th is the expected due date. The baby or “Ministry of the Interior” – as I have been calling her (do not ask me why?) – is doing great and according to the doctor is on track for a normal delivery schedule. We cannot wait to meet her, but as for now, there is still a small blip of time remaining before the next chapter begins.
This celestial alignment of variables gives me a window of time to stop (very important) and reflect on the last… oh, 32 years of my existence. That said, I will have my cell phone on me if you are my wife and you need to reach me.
I will be on some beach somewhere in Southern California staring straight into the vastness that is the Pacific Ocean. I will listen to the surf and participate in existence as life for me, slows down for but a moment.
See you all on Wednesday.
Oh and one more thing: Greg, I promise to not knock over any drug stores.