Telling my mother I'm heading to work minutes before it's time to leave is a horrible idea.
The time is 8:15 am.
Of course, she runs off to find Daddy and is visibly upset. She's hoping he will stop me from going.
They catch me in the foyer before I can leave. I sigh in annoyance as I turn and face them.
"Tim, tell her she cannot go! Leave our side is out of the question! We just got her back, and she wants to head off to work!"
Mom is understandably upset. I sigh as guilt consumes me. She lets go of Daddy's arm and grabs mine. He also looks upset.
"Honey, you don't need the money! Am I that annoying? Is it because you want to get away from me?" Mom begins to cry on my shoulder.
"Mom, stop! Of course, you're not annoying."
I hug her and pass my hand on her back. I pull away from her and look at her. "I just want some air. That's all! I'm coming back, I promise. If you want, you can stop by and bring me lunch. How about sushi? Okay?"