In Case I Go Missing...

We took some supper to Grandpa this afternoon. He is home from the hospital (yay!) but preparing to return tomorrow (boo!) to begin radiation and chemotherapy. I so appreciate you keeping him in prayer.

Anyway, Todd came and met us after work, so we had two cars at the 'rents' place. I left ahead of the rest of the crew, to be sure I'd be home in time to meet Amanda's return from a birthday party. Upon arriving at an empty house, I was struck with the question of what to do with myself: Start tomorrow's laundry? Nah. Hunker down with that good book I've been trying to plow through? Nah. Eat ice cream straight out of the carton? Nah. Shave my legs? Bingo.

Before going upstairs, I couldn't resist putting a note on the door:

To Amanda,
Come in. I am in the bathtub.

To Axe Murderer,
Do not come in. I am not home. Try the neighbors'.