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This Week is My Week Off, This Week is Your Week Off… right?

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“I have the 24-30th off.” That’s what I remember BT saying.

“Okay, I’ve marked that off in my calendar!” That’s what Mom said.

“I’ve got the same week off!!!” I gladly proclaimed when my new job announced our holiday hours.

Then BT got sick about a week ago. He dressed up, went to work, but they said, “It’s okay, go home,” and so he came back to recuperate. He stayed away so he wouldn’t spread germs, and I hung with my friend for a few days.

A couple days later, it seemed like he still hadn’t gone back to work. Strange, but maybe this sickness was really knocking him off his feet. Good thing he decided to quarantine himself early — but it didn’t feel quite right.

A few more days later, and he was still off work. For a guy who always works holidays, and is always a dedicated worker, this was weird. But, I couldn’t very well ask him about it without defeating the purpose for which we had not spoken until now!

Last night we finally got to speak and started to make plans. Though I hadn’t gotten to reserve a snowy cabin for the three of us, complete with fireplace, we still had a lot we could plan for on the one week in the entire year we’d all be off at the same time!!

While Mom was making her dinner in the kitchen, BT and I talked about drinks, food, games, and presents. Friday night was the earliest the festivities could start, but that was plenty since we had all of next week.

“It’s not as long as I’d hoped, but…” BT shrugged.

“Well, we have all of next week.”

BT looked at me quizzically. “I go back to work on Tuesday.”


It was my turn to be aghast, “What? I had down that you were off the 24-30 and I’m off the 24-1st!!”

“No, no… no. Tuesday. Why would I take the week after Christmas off?”

“Um… I don’t know. I just thought we said we had the same week off.”

“No, erm.” BT searched for a way to explain this confusing situation, “I did it the same way I did Thanksgiving. The week leading up to it!”

I was still too surprised, processing this big change-of-plans news and the irony. I was trying desperately to measure it up in my head.

“Hmm.. Okay. Well. Um, we still have this weekend! Um… OH! So thaaaat’s why you were home! Oh… you were trying to do stuff all this week with us, but you were sick. Oh… Erm…” The sad side of it for him hit me.

“Yeah, I mean, it worked out to be able to rest & recuperate, but yeah!” he chuckled, “Why did you think I didn’t go to work all this week?”

“I thought you were just really sick somehow…”

Mom called out from the kitchen, where she’d been blending something or food processing, “Hey!!! See you Saturday!!! I have all next week off! Can’t wait to see you!”

“HE GOES BACK TO WORK ON TUESDAY!” I called out covering the distance and attempting to overcome the noise of the machine.

“WHAT?” she asked, “Huh?” she repeated after shutting it off, BT started and I finished: “I have…” “He works next week, he goes back on Tuesday.”

Mom’s face echoed the thoughts in my head as puzzlement grew on her face, “What?”

“Yeah.” BT asserted.

I couldn’t help but chuckle now, especially being literally in the middle of the situation halfway between the kitchen and front door where each person stood.

“But I wrote it down for next week.” BT shrugged as she said, “I asked you twice. Hmm… I wonder how I got that mixed up.”

BT said, “Well, as I was saying to her, I am not saying I’m not the source of this information. Unless I have a calendar in front of me, I’m terrible with…” and he gestured. “But yeah, I am going back on Tuesday, I had this week off.”

“I just thought you were really sick! Ahahaha, I was wondering.”

Well, at least we still have Saturday-Monday. 🙂

“That’ll be enough time. I mean for us.” BT said as if it was crystal clear, but I found such a statement enigmatic.

Well… I suppose though we enjoy hanging out with each other more than most groups of 3 people, there are things that irk us about each other and the way we do things. I mind things the least of any of us, but I see them minding things about me & each other.

I was glad I didn’t end up booking that cabin, or making any other plans for 3, though… That woulda been interesting. XD


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