One of the weirder side-effects of not having Dad around is that it screws up our schedule. Even when he was going to class every day, I knew when to expect him for dinner. We had made that a top priority. He always had to continue studying after dinner, but we knew that we had Dad for at least an hour every evening. That also meant that I had to be fairly punctual with dinner.
The last few weeks have changed that responsibility a bit. We'll have dinner at 4:30 or 8, depending on
Well, it is fun every once in a while.