Yesterday I had driving responsibilities for Kid2’s ballet regimen. This is no problem as it gives me time to spend with Kid2 and while she’s working I can get all sorts of stuff done with the three hours.
The issue is this: I stepped outside myself at about 6PM and caught a glimpse of me doing what I was doing.
Namely, I was sitting in a coffee shop.
Reading David Sedaris.
Drinking green tea.
And it hit me:
I have become that guy.