I’ve been getting jealous of President Obama, lately. Actually, it’s not so much him I’m jealous of, it’s something he possesses. It’s the “reset” button he says he uses to help smooth relations with other countries. I think it could be applied to thorny problems here at home. Specifically, at my home.
My wife and I generally get along pretty well. But there are times when a “reset” button would come in handy.
Take holidays, for instance.
My wife loves to celebrate them, but I always seem to find a way to mess them up for her. In other words, I’m generally working. This past Memorial Day was no exception.
I should have been able to waltz through Memorial Day without even thinking about it. After all, Mondays are usually my Saturday because I work weekends. But when my boss asked if I was available on the last Monday in May, Memorial Day was the last thing on my mind. A few extra hours equals some extra bucks, right? Where’s the harm in that?
I would have seen where the harm was if I had just taken the time to check the calendar. If I had, I could have saved myself a lot of trouble. Instead, I remained oblivious and in love with the prospect of having a little extra money in my pocket – money I wouldn’t have to pour down my gas tank.
While I was busy ruining the holiday, my unwitting wife set about making plans. She told the kids that both mom and dad would be off on the same day, something that rarely ever happens. And because of that, we could have a family fun day. The kids chose a trip to a wave pool in Virginia and then a cookout in the evening. It would be just a normal family holiday, for once.
Only, we’re not normal.
I blame it on my job. Working as a journalist has made me blind to holidays. News doesn’t take a day off just because everyone else does.
That’s why it took me a couple of days to figure out the Monday I agreed to work was actually Memorial Day. When I did, I had a head-slapping Homer Simpson moment. Then I tried to play it casual. I e-mailed my wife and let it drop that I didn’t have Memorial Day off after all. I did it in sort of a “by the way” manner and suggested she go ahead with her plans without me.
The thing is, she gets tired of always going ahead without me, and her whole plan was based on me being around for once.
Yea, I know. I saw it coming, too. That’s why I want a “reset” button like President Obama’s. But since he doesn’t share his and such buttons are not commercially available, I’m not likely to get one anytime soon.
The Fourth of July is coming up but I’m not too worried. I usually get that one right thanks to a friend. She introduced my family to the Maryland Symphony Orchestra‘s annual Salute to Independence at Antietam National Battlefield when we first moved here seven years ago. This year’s concert is being held on Saturday, July 2nd.
Its become a tradition for us. There is still time for me to mess things up, though. Maybe the president could at least loan me that button.