The End Result

I've had a lot on my mind lately - it's overwhelming, actually.

So much that last night, as we were heading home, I stopped on a quiet street in our neighborhood and asked The Boy:

Where are we?

His response?

I don't know what to tell you, but the woman I normally ride with

would have turned on the next street.

In fact, she would have gone through the alley.

Now I don't expect you to remember this,

but there's a really quick way to get to our house that

doesn't involve driving in front of our house and circling the block.

But I don't want to alarm you with too many details.

How about I just tell you where to go, turn by turn?

What an understanding spouse I have, wouldn't you agree? (Hurumph!)