Rich and I are having trouble keeping track of each other today. We both have home offices, so we should pretty much know where the other one is most of the time. But I left this morning to run errands (trying to clear my calendar so I could spend the rest of the day at my desk), and he thought I was just making a coffee run. Grocery store, bank and Starbucks later, I walked in the door to him saying, “Where did you GO?”

A little before noon I asked him if he wanted a sandwich. He reminded me that his friend and subcontractor, Kent, was coming over and that they’d probably go to lunch together. Half an hour passes, I go out to say, “So Kent hasn’t made it here, yet?” and he was gone.

Isn’t that nice? Our 27th anniversary is next week and we’re still surprising each other.

Sigh.