Older son: Panama
Younger son: Africa
I have 48 hours all to myself. No kids. No wife. No work.
I’ve already watched one TV show, played guitar and run errands. Still up is watch Cubs game, walk the dog, Daytona 500, martini, pizza and books. Tomorrow is brunch with Mom and sister (in from out of town), homework, hockey scrimmage (read: crack open a cold one with the boys), more martini, more pizza, more books or binge-watching, more bad guitar playing.
Monday I’ll get up and supposedly do a long run before I have to go the airport to pick up my wife.
It is great to be alive!