I Think I Just Died and Went to Heaven

Yesterday afternoon I am sitting at home having a brew around 3PM ready to enjoy my son's soccer game later on at 6. For the summer outside of my couple of weeks in a row off to holiday I have been getting the game nights off on Wednesday and Thursday and practice night off on the Monday.

I just finished coming in from having a game of badminton with my eldest son who is 7 and once he was finished had a game of seeing how many times I could hit the birdie up in the air in a row. I worked up a pretty good sweat. In fact , I am thinking of joining a badminton club here locally if teaching bartending doesn't pan out on Tuesdays.

So the phone rings and it is work. Now I am thinking I really don't want to go into work right now. Starting Friday I am on 4 in a row and even though I am off Tuesday this time we have a company baseball tournament on that day which I was planning to attend with the family so they can enjoy the BBQ. Then I was going in on the Wednesday this time so I could get Thursday off , Friday so my wife and I can see Bryan Adams in concert , then Saturday have a party for my wife's birthday.

But it wasn't to come into work for last night but next Tuesday. I said okay but we live a distance from the baseball diamond and seeing that I would have to go to the diamond then have to drive everyone back and then head back to work , I probably wouldn't be heading to the baseball BBQ. But if you needed me I would come in.

The GM says that I don't have to say yes to coming in and that she would rather have me and the family come to the Baseball BBQ that day.

I think I just died and went to heaven.