I should feel guilty about this. But I don’t, surprisingly enough.

Caitlyn and I skipped school today. Sure, she’s been coughing all week and has a sniffle in her nose. And yesterday, two of her teachers commented on it, one to me, one to her. Today she told me that one of her teachers said, “You sound sick. I’m going to stay over here, away from you.” So, we had a reason. But Caitlyn’s not feverish, and she’s gone to school with a cough before.

No, the big reason we didn’t go to school today: I didn’t want to. I didn’t want to deal with the train/bus routes and the nearly hour-long commute there and back again. I didn’t want to drive 20 minutes. I didn’t want to sit in Tully’s for two and one-half hours. I didn’t want to pack lunch. I just didn’t want to do any of it today.

If we were going to play hooky, I suppose we could have done something significant with our day off. But we didn’t do that, either. Caitlyn rested and played quietly in her room. We read a bunch of books. We made it to the library to pick up our holds and to the Post Office to send our OLPC to Haiti. Caitlyn broke a needle (plastic) working with foam beads (I don’t know how) and did some puzzles and practiced some letters. I got about as much work done at home as I would have at Tully’s.

But the benefit: I’m not a basketcase tonight. And that seems worth it.